I feel pretty!!

If u have seen the movies,anger management,west side story or analyze that,you'll remember this song."I feel pretty,oh,so pretty....".I kinda feel pretty,that's why i am remembering this song right now.

I,am Anupama,at 5'1",about three months ago,weighed about 72 Kilos, obese for my age,did not care about my appearance much. Even outside,mostly,i was treated the way i treated myself,except for a few lovely people. I had medium length hair which i didn't take care of,properly. And I am surprised my mirror didn't crack all those years when i looked at it.

Everyone used to tell me to lose weight,and i used to get depressed.Even in social gatherings I was compared with others and it hurt,like hell.Again depression,and there were times when only food could bring me out of depression.It,was like a vicious circle!!!
I have an elder brother,working in the corporate sector who was also pretty much overweight. He had been in states,working on some project.And poof!!! when he comes to India,he's all fit and smart and great-looking. Though initially all i felt was jealousy,he turned out to be my inspiration,my mentor through out this journey.
There aren't things that I haven't tried. I went to a cool gym and worked out. When all others were losing weight,the scales weren't dipping much for me,again depression and more food. I used to cry myself to sleep almost every night. I have tried all diets possible,only to bounce back,hungrier than ever. I should have realized,that the fat was accumulated over years and wouldn't easily budge. But all i worried,was about losing weight. I couldn't even think logically about it.
And then one day,about 2 and a half months ago,I went to the parlour and got a haircut.Short,shoulder-length.People actually told me that I looked good.That got me thinking.May be i wasn't ugly after all. Maybe it was only the fat. Maybe I could do something about it. And the first person i turned to was my brother. In spite of my past failures in this field,he trusted me enough to buy me a treadmill. And showed me something that i enjoy doing,running.
After two and a half months of running and food control,i weigh 61 kilos now. 11 kilos less than i used to weigh. I run everyday for nearly an hour.Half in the morning,and half in the evening. Amazed at my progress my bro even got me a cycle.Remember,i said food control and not diet. I still eat what i used to eat. But the quantity is less. I occassionally treat myself to something,but i have learnt to compensate for it,in my own ways.
To all the people who supported me through this,I can't express in words how much it meant. I specially thank my bro for trusting me when no one did,my mom and dad for words of encouragement,Jai aunty,coz she kept on telling me I looked better and better each time she saw me,Pavan,coz he listened to all my talk patiently and helped me and supported me all the time,my friends mallu and benny for looks of amazement and happiness on seeing that i had lost so much weight. And all u people who ever complimented me and encouraged me with a few good words.
At 61 kilos,I am still not the right weight for my age,It's a process,still going on.And I know I'll reach my goal.And for all those who looked shocked seeing at me and still never complimented me or even mentioned anything about how i looked,I just wanna say "I read the look on your faces.I know you're jealous. It only spurs me on and makes me feel better. Be at it and I'll get better than you". :P :)
It was nice pouring all this out.I gotta go run now. See ya,people!!