Phat to Fabulous!
26 September 2011
All of this has erupted into a number of emotions I am not sure I have the ability to classify properly. I am excited and so ready for a change, but still very much freaked out at the prospect of this all. (No worries, not freaked out enough to change my mind, but freaked out nonetheless.) I told someone the other day, I am not scared of the anesthesia, or getting cut open (had 2 c-sections, been there, done that), I am the most freaked out about extra skin. It sounds vain, but dammit I would prefer to only have one stomach, arms with no wings and knee caps that don't appear to be able to hold a conversation without my help when all of this is done. That means one thing, I need to get back in the gym full force now, no more half assed walks, etc. If I can do that, then hopefully this whole process will be that much better.
I have 49 days, I should probably get on that, eh?