Two Year Surgiversary

Two years ago to the day, I was here:







Is it wrong to say that I barely remember looking like that?� Okay, I guess I do, but when I dug out these photos this morning, my mouth kind of fell open as I had not revisited them in a long time.� A very long time.� But the reality is that is who I once was.� No, not who.� Who I am hasn't really changed.� That was what I once was.�



In case you need another view:







Okay, granted, the hospital gown is technically not flattering, but you still get the picture....literally.



Two years ago today, I changed my life.� That change was not considered lightly.� Over a year of thought, research and preparation went into the decision.� I committed to it.� I knew that with this surgery came a lifetime commitment of exercise and healthy choices.� I knew I could indulge once in a while but that my overall old, bad habits had to be exiled for good.



I have to do those things for this girl...







....who was so uncomfortable in her own skin she felt trapped.� It's so hard to escape what you are that deep into a weight problem, but it is possible and not just by the route I took.� Different routes for different people, but there are ways out if you are just dedicated and vigilant.�



So two years ago today, my life changed.� To celebrate, I am going to the gym after work and run an easy mile (as I did my 2.5 miles yesterday and I generally don't run two days in a row, but I need to celebrate today that I can run) and maybe visit with the elliptical and a kettlebell.� I am going to feel strong and healthy in honor of what I am now.� I am going to rejoice in a body that can do amazing things I never thought it could do.� I am going to thank God for bringing me through the whole experience.



So what are you going to do today to celebrate you?