My favorite picture of this weekend
Saturday morning my Mom and I walked our first 5k to support the Houston's Women's Shelter; 23rd Annual Race Against Violence. It was cold, rainy, and very windy but we finished in one hour and 8 minutes. In the beginning, I was nervous about being the biggest person there. Eventually I said, "screw everyone" because I was at least putting forth the effort.
The cold front AND the rain coming in.
Mom and The Fat Mom
It felt good to finish, but I felt like I was holding Mom back. She was scared that we would be last while hundreds of people walked past us. I told her she could leave me; she refused. At one point I told her that I didn't want to disappoint her (by walking so slow). Even typing it makes me emotional. I know she is proud of me, and I of her. We conquered this race together and I'm glad she was by my side.
I did it!
When I first looked at this picture all I saw was my fat roll.
But the more I look at it the more I see my weight loss.
The more I see strength, perseverance, and power!