Weightloss = confidence = attention

I now weigh less then I did when I fell pregnant. Almost 3yrs later. A premature birth; post-natal depression and anxiety full 2yrs. In October I decided to be serious in my weightloss journey. I haven't lost a lot in weight, 2st, but I have lost inches. I work out more.

My legs are amazing. I have muscle definition. People comment on how good I look. And it's nice. Because I haven't had this since before I was married. Don't get me wrong, my husband gives a me ALL the boost I need, regardless of my size. But he's happy that I am happy, and he says it makes me glow.

I got asked out the other day, on my way to work. I declined, kindly, and he apologised when I told him I was married. But it felt so good being noticed. From the age of 11, I have always been the quiet chubby friend. The Seth Rogan to the James Franco. But not anymore and I feel good about it. Not as much as I do knowing my BMI is going down too.

I have a way to go yet. Another 28lbs before I get there. And it's going to be long. But when I get there, I'll be toned, healthy, and my husband will get a set of boudoir shots for his birthday. I've missed feeling sexy and happy with my body.