In the pursuit of the 'perfect' body, or at least a slimmer version of what you have now, do you ever contemplate your face?
I have a really strange thing (for want of a better word) where I can't judge anything about my face. When I was planning a haircut last month I spent ages looking up online how you measure what face shape you have as I just could not tell by looking at it (it's round btw...I think). I also can't tell if my eyes/ears/nose is big/small/crooked...the list is endless.
My face is something that isn't going to ever change, even when I get to my goal weight. I may have a more defined jawline (less chin-age) but all the features will remain the same.
So, why have I suddenly taken an interest in my face? Am I totally vain and ego centric?! No! (well maybe a tad yes!) but it is something I cannot avoid and it is the one things that is always picked out by other people. I cannot count the times people at work or home have said to me "ooh you've lost weight, you can really tell by your face..."
Tonight I decided to take a few close-up piccies (woooaaaah extreme close-up! Something for all you Wayne's World fans.) I took a few on my phone and decided I looked a bit, well, knackered. So I put on a quick bit of slap and clicked away.
There is a point to all of this. After looking at the pics I thought, right, put it up on the blog next to an old pic and reaaaaaally look for the differences. So here we go:
Now come on Sez, use your noggin - can you spot the difference? Well even with my inability to disect my own visage I can come to the conclusion that after losing almost 4 stone (since January) you can deffo see it in my face :)