Amazing how comforting that is. I had no idea how much of my identity was tied up in what my hands look like--but then, I guess they're the part of one's body one sees the most.
Next step, reclaiming my jawline. Although the really fabulous thing is how much less joint and back and neck pain I have, and how much fucking easier everything is, from getting out of bed in the morning to chasing the cat under the bed to give her her Flagyl at night.
Also, 200 pounds this morning. I have lost ~ninety pounds since 2004. And I ran 4.21 miles this morning, although I did walk two intervals up big hills, and it was pretty trivial.
Amazing how well this Discipline thing works when I'm not flying all over the planet and eating in restaurants three meals a day!
So for comparison's sake, this is me at nearly 300 pounds:
Complete with extremely flattering horrible acne from my horrible diet and the hard water in Las Vegas, and a brand new ARC of Hammered. God, was it really only 2004?
This is me with truepenny at Pandemonium Books a month and 8 pounds ago:
And here's the crappy webcam photo I shot and uploaded thirty seconds ago!
Yes, I do own a lot of things that are that shade of purple.
In potentially less trigger news, "Governess," my story for the Datlow/Windling anthology Queen Victoria's Book of Spells has been submitted and accepted (on time and everything!), I've sold reprint rights to "Tideline" to a Prime Books anthology entitled Robots: the recent A.I. (Which also has Aliette de Bodard and Rochita Cloenen Ruiz and Catherynne Valente in it, among others), and my brain is still pretty much post-novel mush, so I'm reading a lot and brushing my poor matted shedding dog--who is back to having all four feet, and I will spare you the gory details of a cyst draining, except to say it's a hell of a lot nicer than an abscess draining.
Oh, and I'm working on a Cat Vs. Monkey post, and may have an announcement on that front soonish...