Who's that in the mirror?

To be honest, I forget that I'm "fat" until I go clothes shopping.  Sometimes I see myself in the mirror and say, "what the heck?!" which I have to admit is making me chuckle a little right now.  I guess it's weird that I know that I'm overweight, but I can just forget.  The things normal people forget include grocery lists, taking the trash out... But me?  I forget my size. 

Sometimes I catch myself holding hangers just right so that I cover up the XL label (or sometimes XXL), especially when thin chicks are about to walk by.  I'm not sure why, but I guess it's my subconscious embarrassment taking over?  Whatever.  I have been known to mutter an expletive upon seeing a girl at the gym who is naturally thin or already fit!

Although I feel beautiful inside and out a lot of the time, I frequently think of the phrase "you can put lipstick on a pig, but it's still a pig," especially now that I've been wearing lipstick more often!  Does that mean that even though I have a decent personality/face, I'm still just fat?  Is that what defines me to some people walking around in the world today?  I'd be lying if I said I don't care, but it would also be a lie to say that I am staying up nights thinking about other people's perception of me.

All pig talk aside, I wanna get back on my health kick- March is almost over!  My I.O.U. is getting bigger by the minute and I want to see some serious progress by June 1st.  200 pounds by June 1st or BUST, baby!!!