I won!

Yes. Me. -I- won. -I- won a physical competition!

I'm so very happy about this. I've never won anything like this before. 37 years old and I've won my first physical competition.

Remember back in December, I did the UK Challenge taster challenge at my local gym? Well, I found out today that I was the fastest woman. Details and full results will be emailed out to competitors tomorrow, so I'll be interested to see how close it was. I don't really care about the prize (though I won't be turning up my nose at it, for sure!) it was all about how far I've come in the last 6 months since I started doing some proper, regular exercise. And I can honestly say that I'm proud of how far I've come and it's great to have it verified by winning this challenge. Yes, there's still more work to do and there will always be work to do; of course there is. But I often lose sight of where I started from and the distance I've travelled when I do this kind of thing. It was the same when I lost weight; the numbers on the scales and on the labels on my clothes didn't -mean- anything to me.

So.

Anyway.

YAY!