Worst. Thing. Ever.

I'm sure most of you have seen the tv show The Biggest Loser.  If you have, then you know how at the very beginning of the season, one of the most dramatic times is the initial starting weigh in.  It's a real tear fest every time.  

If I had my choice, I would not step foot on a scale.  Ever.  However, since I have had so many doctor's appointments lately, "the big reveal" has been unavoidable.  I also don't usually let pictures of myself make it public.  So in this post I'm going to kick two fears in the teeth at the same time.

I said "no shame" in my last post, but yet the very thought of telling you how much I weigh terrifies and embarrasses me.  I figured out what was actually at the root of my fear.  You know what it was?  It was that people would think less of me if they knew.  I fear the eyebrows going up and the "wow" that may shortly follow your new found knowledge.  That's it.  What I realize now though is that if you think less of me for my weight then I don't need your approval anyway.  No offense.

So time to put my money where my mouth is.  First fear - the picture.  That's me up there in the blue shirt.  That was taken about a month ago.  Second fear - I currently weigh 370 lbs.

OK...that's done.  I don't feel liberated or relieved yet.  Let's hope that I don't have sharer's remorse in the morning.

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