325 lbs.
I wear a lot of different hats in my job. I’m an office assistant by title, but I do order fulfillment, shipping, accounts payable and receivable, customer service, social media, IT and more. Whew! I know, a lot! Luckily, it’s a small company so I’m not running around like a madwoman (except when I am).
The other day I was packing up some orders to be shipped and as I was weighing them to create the proper shipping label and all and it occurred to me that I hadn’t weighed myself in a couple of years. I hesitated at first, “Am I in the right frame of mind for this?” “What does it matter anyway?!” and so I stepped onto the scale.
I didn’t hold my breath or suck anything in or take off my shoes or what have you. Nope, I just stepped carefully onto the scale and looked down to see what it read:
Three hundred and Twenty-Five Pounds
And the most surprising part was that my only reaction was a smile. I didn’t feel bad or guilty or filled with shame. This was a bit surprising as all past weigh ins would have me nearly palpitating or tearful. No, this was new, this was fucking progress!!! I say this not to brag, but merely to share that my journey, with no destination in mind, does continue and I can grow and change and embrace every last pound of weight my body carries.
This was precisely my weight the last time I weighed myself. I know I had lost and regained last spring (due to stress), but the fact that my body is back to this stable weight made me feel good, solid, reliably me! Yay! This is me, folks!
Hi, My name is Sarah. I’m 5’4″ and weight 325 lbs. I’m 35 years old, nearly divorced (but living as a single lady) and happy as fuck to meet you! <3
ETA: Any number, age/weight/etc, doesn’t mean a damned thing about your worth! I realized that all of the shame I felt about my weight before was through the lens of other’s judgments. Fuck that and them! 😉
That is wonderful, Sarah, to be able to step onto a scale & not be afraid of what it will say or have that number ruin your whole day. I am happy for you & proud of you.
I am Patsy, I am 63, post-menopausal, a former hourglass evolved into an apple, a mother, a grandmother. I was just under 5’6″, not sure if I have started that old people shrinking yet but I am very well-nourished & active, so maybe not. I have come a long way, used to think 200 pounds was the absolute limit, but I weigh about 225 now, the heaviest I have ever been & ironically almost exactly the size my mother was for most of her adult life (she lived to be 85, btw), & I am fine with that.
Pleased to meet you.
So nice to meet you, Sarah!
When I look at your picture I see a happy, healthy, pretty young woman (hey, I’m 64, so to me you’re a real spring chicken!), living what sounds like a really nice, balanced life: job, friends, things to do, like enjoying that wonderful piece of machinery, the human body.
Just keep going on as you have been — you’re doing great!
Progress indeed! That is sooooo awesome!
oxoxoxoxo
TFC
Hot post, Sarah! Hot #1 because of your honesty and straighforwardness, and because 5’4 and 325 pounds means a round, ripe, luscious woman who will fill your arms! Bless your confidence and your post. Josiah
Enjoyed finding your blog. Way to go!