Bragging rights

It’s like the whole world just figured out I’m hot. I’ve been in good shape for a while now, but in the last few weeks — hell, the last few days — the compliments have been rolling in. The neighbors said something. C. at the coffee shop said something. The adorable boy at the wine shop said something. KD and hubby said something. The other neighbor. It goes on, and it’s starting to go to my head. I’m proud of my new body, and I’m sure having a lot of fun with it (lol),

Is it the body or the confidence? Maybe it’s just the clothes. I finally bought some stuff that fits this new Bad Annie booty.

If you’re a long-time reader, you’ll remember my earlier posts talking about how being so fat was making me unhappy. I am proud that I changed that, and I’m delighted to report that I am indeed happier.

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not so very long ago, badannie had that talk with herself. about how, at this age, she was never going to see single digits again, and I was going to learn to be okay with that.

then badannie joined weightwatchers, briefly, just to kickstart the diet. and started going to the gym. then i ditched the gym for bootcamp. love bootcamp.

badannie just bought a pair of size 6 jeans. i’m not a 6 everywhere, more of an 8 overall, but i bought a pair of size 6 gap jeans. and they fit.

badannie is pretty damn proud of myself. i had to add my first positive tag for this post.