Thirty and counting

 What does the loss of 30 pounds look and feel like:

My 60s have never felt this young and I am closer to 70, than 60.

Daughter who saw me two weeks ago, stares incredulously at me this past weekend.   

My triple chin is down to double.

My double protruding belly is down to one.

I am fitting in pants where I don’t have to count to 100 as I take a deep breath for the zipper to go up and do it again to close the button. I can now breathe!

My dresses and tops now go over my belly, without having to tug them down. 

I  can bend to pick up things from the floor and not having to kick it/them over to a wall to hold onto, then bend, or asking someone to pick it/them up for me.  My belly no longer gets in the way!

My butt is no longer pointing up, out of alignment with my spine.  

Standing tall because I am no longer bent with back pain.

Walking tall, with a pep in my step from new found energy.

When I stand akimbo, with my hand on my side, there is a sunken place for it to rest, called a waist.  Yes, lawd, I have a waistline!!

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