Today is one of those milestone events, of sorts - it's five years to the day since I joined Spark.
Many chunks of my life encompass five years, but none of them feels as short as these five years. Part of that whole time-flies business as we age, I suppose.
I sometimes wonder, if I could add up all the weight I've lost in the last forty years - and not count the regains - just how many more people that would make. I've lost well over 100 pounds at least three times in my life, so I'm confident there'd be at least three "people-worth" in terms of weight.
To mark this occasion, I thought about looking up a couple of previous blogs in which I posted before 'n' after pix, but I find sifting through them a monumental nuisance. I can't find a good search system that filters down to "Only My SP Blogs With Photos Of Me," and even then, I suspect there'd be a bunch that would have to be opened, scanned, and closed. I can't be arsed, as the Brits would say.
While I'm reluctant to rehash old news, I'm proud of what I've accomplished in these five years. Even so, I remain all too aware I have a long way to go: it doesn't seem a long way when compared to where I started, but in terms of proportion, from where I am this day to where I need to be, yes, I still have a long way to go.
Nonetheless, the following may give you an idea of the 90% of the journey I've covered in five years.
So for those of you who've been dipping in and out of my blogs for a while, if these are reruns, if you've seen them before, why, you're excused. For those of you who're new to these pages, may these pictures serve as reinforcement that - yes, you can. You can. Because if I can, oh, believe me, anyone can. It's all a matter of choice.
There aren't a lot of photos of me during the fat phases, and those that exist tend to be of me sitting - hence the above. I think it was taken 2005-ish, but it's all-too-representative of my weight for about five years (is there a theme here?) between perhaps 2002-2008.
The above photo was May 2007 - we were on a special holiday to London. Looking back I now feel that I'd lost all self-awareness - or possibly had buried it so deep in my psyche that I had no true perspective on my appearance.
That was definitely October 2007. It was taken at Fort Ticonderoga.
April 2008: I often feel as if I missed a grand opportunity, perhaps a once-in-a-lifetime chance. We were on a vacation to Barbados, and it was all I could do to walk from one end to the other of the shuffleboard court.
That was taken early autumn, 2011 - my hair had been quite long, just about waist-length. (It would've been waist-length if I'd HAD a waist.) The only reason I'd grown it long, really, was because I had great difficulty fitting into chairs at the stylists' shops. As I lost weight, I decided to get the thin, wispy ends cut off...
...and once I did that, I ultimately got it cut really short. Think, homage to Judy Dench.
And then the ol' lady really broke loose - taken last December at the citizenship ceremony:
My Diamond Jubilee year isn't over until October. The fun's just beginning...
Have a good'un, Sparklers - carpe annum!