One of the fascinating things about this journey is how the effects from my weight-loss surgery ripple out into all other areas of my life. Regaining my sense of freedom (from not feeling trapped by my body or my size) and having increased confidence opens up possibilities.
One example: I've started writing again. Since I was 10, I've identified myself as a writer, even in the long years when I've written very little. It feels great to write, and I even got brave enough to send off the first few chapters to some friends for review.
Another example: This past weekend, I went to Connecticut for a Flickr meetup. As a morbidly obese person, I would have been too self-conscious and I'd have worried about getting hot and tired. I would have missed out on meeting in real life three fantastic women I've been online friends with for a couple of years.
Last night as Paul and I rode our bikes, I told him I'm sad that I would have missed out before. He was quiet for a minute and then said seriously, "I look at it as a joyful thing that you were able to do it now — looking forward, not back." I married a wise man.
The weekend had some NSVs, too.
* Friday night, we went out to supper at a tavern in Mystic. It was crowded and we had to wait for a table. When a table opened up, there was not much room between it and the table behind it — but I fit.
* Saturday we walked around Mystic Seaport. It wasn't hot, but it was humid. I was sticky and sweaty, but not miserable or self conscious.
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