| redtentwomen Jan 5 | I take a good hard look in the mirror and suck in a huge gulp of air. I am getting ready to step into the shower and have just stepped off the scale. The chaos of bed hair and a NyQuil-induced sleep blink back at me underneath the glow of the unforgiving bathroom lights. My toothbrush casually hangs from the side of my mouth, and I can't help a tiny grin. Last year I worked my butt off—literally and figuratively—finally shedding the career and adulting weight that had crept up over the last 25 years. Late night Oreos to celebrate college papers completed. The endless "last bites" as I grabbed the kids' almost-finished plates to put in the dishwasher, my past reminding me that "we don't waste food." The bad decisions I made after good news. And the really bad decisions I made after really bad news. | | | |
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