one hundred pounds

for two days. one part of me was happy. the anal part on me was pleased with the most perfect, round number. the more rational side of me was shocked. my goal weight was 112, yet, somehow, i had just carried on. to begin with it was just insurance weight - so i could afford to fluctuate a bit. but now - i don't know. to "celebrate" i (almost reluctantly) let myself have a hobnob and took some pictures, which i thought i would share with you guys. here goes ...

please excuse my awful tanlines. also, my massive shoulders, huge ribcage, flat bum and turny in knees. but ... this is me.