Today is my two year bariatric surgery anniversary. The best decision I ever made for myself. I met my goal weight earlier this year, then gained a handful of pounds back (which is normal and expected), but I’m still squarely in my “safe zone” and after a bit of a rough patch the past few months, am finding my rhythm again with workouts and keeping a more balanced diet.
So I celebrated by having McDonald’s for the first time in over two years, and I’m perfectly happy with that decision. 🥰
Sometimes you just gotta live and trust that things will be ok. And some days I really need that reminder, so I’m grateful I have these milestones to help me remember what it was all for. And that I can do the fucking impossible. 💖

















