Headshot

This is the second time lately that I have needed a headshot. I'm practically a model, right? Ha! The first time was when the announcement of my involvement on the board of directors for a healthcare magazine was published, and now a different magazine is publishing an article on me and my recruitment team, and they want a headshot too.

I lined up a headshot photo session with our PR team for the first publication, but I cancelled it and ended up taking my own picture. It wasn't that bad! However, this article is much more predominant than the last one (oh yeah, and I've lost 140+ lbs since then), so I want an updated, more professional picture.

Normally this type of thing would cause me loads of anxiety, the only calm around being the fact that I have photoshop, but now, it doesn't bother me at all. I have a photo shoot lined up for tomorrow. My only regret is that I wore my new suit today. I really would have preferred to wear it tomorrow, and now I'm not sure what the best choice for second place will be.

Ah, decisions... It's funny the way things changed. I've also been invited as a guest lecturer for a human resources organization, and even though I've never really minded public speaking that much, it did cause me a bit of anxiety - probably due to the fact that I hated the way I looked. Now that I don't hate my appearance, the anxiety seems to be gone. I know that I know my subject matter, and I know I'm good at what I do, so why be anxious?

I anticipated a lot of changes would come with losing so much weight, but I never really thought I would end up being more comfortable in my own skin. Even when I was younger, and only had a tiny bit of weight to lose, I was never that comfortable, but now I'm older, wiser, and more level headed. I don't have to be perfect to be fabulous.

LOL - that's corny, but oh so true. Being a grown up is a cool thing.