This was the sad view facing me in the changing room at Target as described in Chapter 15, “Finding Lycra”.
Hours later, I found myself in the changing room at Target having a reality check. I sat and stared in the mirror with despair at the sight of my thighs. Not just my thighs but the whole thing – my bust, stomach, hips and thighs. Everything from the neck down looked enormous. My head was totally out of proportion to the rest of my body. I had lost so much weight in my face and neck that my head looked like a little pinhead on my body, like a cherry on a mound of desert.
It was the first time I comprehended the enormity of my task. On St. Patrick’s Day I was going to be hauling 75 pounds more weight than most of the other women. Even the men were going to weigh less!