Sunday, January 27, 2013

Loose Skin is Reality

Someone posted this article about what losing 135 pounds looks like on Facebook today. I'm glad it was posted and that I actually clicked it. It's no secret that I HATE my jiggly, flappy arms...



But until plastic surgery is reality for me, I need to learn to deal with it, somehow. I need to not hate anything about me. That's ridiculously hard, nearly impossible some days. I don't love my melted-candle thighs or my floppy stomach, but they don't bother me as much as those arms do.

But here's the thing: my sister, brother-in-law, and beautiful nephew are coming to visit next weekend. I'm SO looking forward to it. But there's a little nagging voice in the back of my head...there's going to be swimming. I'm going to need to put a bathing suit on. In front of people. Glurp.

I'll do it but it still freaks me out. There's no hiding flappy arms or melty thighs in a bathing suit. And even though I live in Florida, I rarely wear one. There is usually alcohol involved, like when Jen and I went swimming with the sea lions.


I have issues. But we all knew that. So I'm glad I looked at that article. I needed to see that.

On a brighter note, I realized yesterday that I hadn't been to the gym since before I got that sinus infection...before Christmas! Crazy. So I went twice this weekend and my body and mind feel so much better already.

8 comments:

Cat said...

I'm right with ya sista. I hate my flappy arms!!

Sandy said...

I truly believe that our inner peace and beauty comes thru to those around us, floppy arms aren't even noticed. So wear that bathing suit and don't care what others probably aren't even seeing.

Darlin1 said...

I agree with Sandy...your relatives are coming to visit you because they LOVE YOU!!!


XO

Lap Band Gal said...

Have fun with the fam! :) I'll go check out that link now...

Banded Strong said...

I have floppy arms too. I've always had them. I call them my Italian wings! You look great and are doing so well!

FitBy40 said...

ugh, I hate the flappages, but they are a part of me, just like my big butt, and I have to accept it!
Just think, that skin used to be filled with fat, and now the fat is gone. Much better for the long term well being, I say!

Run, Chelle, Run! said...

Oh, I so hear you. Isn't it frustrating after all the work to see have the flappies? I call them my batwings!

Andrea Clayton said...

Shoot, I'm still a big fatty and my arms hang just as much as yours. I let those girls flappity, flap, flap, flap. Although, I can't imagine what they'll look like once I lose weight.

Self love is a wonderful thing and is something we all need to embrace. :)