Before I even start this, I want to make sure you know something.

I just trying to be honest with what is going on with me today. I am not fishing for compliments. I’m hoping that someone can tell me that what I’m feeling isn’t too far crazy.

So I’ve lost 25 pounds. I’m eating pretty well. I’m working out almost every day. I am doing a lot of things right.

But when I look in the mirror, I don’t see anything different.

Logically, I know I look different. I have to. I think part of the problem is that I never really saw myself in a honest light when I weighed 237. I don’t know where I see myself in the mirror, but it never was 237. I think what I’m seeing now is closer to what my mind has always interpreted. I think at the time it was a defense mechanism.

But that’s keeping me from seeing my progress.

Every single day I take a picture of myself. Sometimes it’s at home, sometimes it’s in the bathroom at work, today it was in the bathroom at the restaurant where we had lunch. And I compare that picture to my “before” picture I carry in my purse, just to make sure I really am different. Every time I step on the scale, I have the same battle. I want it to be lower than the previous weight, of course, but yesterday I was struck by the number – and that it was a long way from where I started.

But when I look in the mirror, I don’t see it. Only when I see pictures. Side by side.

So those of you that have lost weight – or have lost weight in the past that has found you – do you ever struggle with your brain not catching up with the changes in your body?