The mystery of the fat brain…

Well lately I have been looking at myself in the mirror a lot. My boyfriend must think that I am in love with myself…completely not the case. In fact, it’s quite the opposite. I am down 26 pounds for which I am very greatful! I feel better, and I feel different in my clothing…but not much has changed when I look in the mirror. Perhaps I thought that 26 pounds would make me look significantly different. And the only thing I’m seeing thats changed is a smaller ass. I want my chins to be gone, I want the chubby faced kid look to be gone, i want those horrid thunder thighs not to clap every time I run on a treadmill…I want to look in the mirror and SEE something different. Granted I didn’t get this way overnight so I know it will take time to come off, but I just want it to hurry up! I’m working out Mon-Friday and Saturdays and Sundays I do the housework and treadmill at home…Maybe it’s just my fat brain doing the thinking for me. You know that brain that morphs everything you see into fat. What might really be there is bone, but you’ll see fat. Yeah, that damn fat brain…I feel like I am doing everything humanly possible to do good and make myself and Dr Amson proud. I am proud that I lost 26 pounds in less than 5 weeks. That is for sure. 26 pounds wouldn’t happen for me in ONE YEAR before the surgery…believe me I had tried. And I can’t believe that I can eat 1/4 cup or less…or like 6 grapes and feel full! It’s so nice to be able to not have to think about how hungry I am ALL THE TIME…because I’m actually not that hungry really…I fill up with water and I am fine!
Maybe it’s just the stress that I am under thats making me feel this way..I’m not too sure…I just want to have all my weight off fast. lol.
I know, I need to slow down and smell the roses…but tell my fat brain that! 

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