Goal pants: I didn’t try them on. I know this sounds like a lame excuse, but I was sweaty at the time, and they wouldn’t go up even to my hips. Considering I had them on, zipped, and took pics last week, I’m pretty sure this is a combo of weather, water weight, damp skin, and me not bothering to check back later, since it’s only week 2 on these pants.  Not even a full two weeks, really, and there’s usually not much difference this early on. Next week, I won’t be home to try them on, so by the week after that, I should be seeing a noticeable difference.

Next week, I’ll be in Las Vegas; that’s the goal I mentioned above in the title.  One of the reasons I’ve been working on exercise and diet is so I can more fully enjoy experiences like this. Walking easier, getting around better, and who knows? Maybe fitting in that skinny-butt Southwest Airline seat without fear of being charged double. 😉 So, I’m really looking forward to feeling better in that environment, along with being with friends.

Obesity brings with it a certain amount of paranoia and fears that people who don’t occupy as much space probably don’t ever think about. Being in crowds, wondering if I could move through a crowded room in a hurry without it becoming a problem, feeling as if I’m the largest person nearby — these are feelings that are pretty familiar, but I don’t worry about them much in my dinky burg of 4,000 people.  But in Vegas? In the airport? In restaurants? Yes, I definitely feel those things, and I wonder how much those feelings will have diminished. I’ll report back next week, or perhaps after I return.

Marching forward!