Not this time, my friends. Not this time.
"Can I take another picture of you?", she asked. You see, every time you check into the place, their nifty camera takes a picture of you to compare to the picture on file. I don't remember the last time my file picture was taken, but it was probably at least 3-4 years ago. She turns the computer screen around to show me my profile picture and I said "yeah, that picture was taken awhile ago, and I'm bald now, so it may not look too much like me". She says, "well, maybe, but you've lost a lot of weight and you are looking good today".
Made my day.
I never really had a problem with my body image. I mean, I thought I looked pretty decent. I have a pretty muscular frame, although I have always wished I was a little bit taller, but what you gonna do. The main reason why I started running again was my ex-girlfriend, in one of her many fits of rage, boldly claimed that I was "fat". Well, after the term ex was applied to the term girlfriend, I decided I needed to show her what was what*. That's pretty much when I started running again.
So having a complete stranger tell me I've lost weight and look good made me feel pretty good about my workouts and training. I know there are things I need to work on *cough* diet *cough*, but I'm feeling pretty good. I've lost 7 lbs. in me and Amy's contest. Not great, but after winning the last contest, I wasn't too confident about this one. I would like to lose 1-1.5 lbs./week until the marathon. 7 more lbs. Just gonna keep running and lifting.
All of you look beautiful how you are. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise. Screw 'em.
*She hasn't seen me since and hopefully never will, but if that day ever comes, I'll be all slim.