Working my butt off... and back on again

I'm doing this sort of as a motivator, but also because I love seeing the posts where people have updated over the months and years of their weight loss.

Also a little tl;dr for the poor souls who don't want to read my -probably tmi- story: Started out cause I was annoyed at my non-ability to hike ALL the mountains; continued thanks to a friend that apparently didn't want to just be a friend. What can I say, I'm fuelled by spite (scroll to the bottom for pics)

Height 5'4"
HW: 284
SW: 262
CW: 231
GW: ~150

I've technically been losing weight since August 2017. I decided enough was enough and I wanted to be able to hike all the mountains my home has to offer. I started hiking, eating a little healthier, drinking more water etc. but I hadn't really weighed myself or started a focused ~weight-loss journey~ Come Christmas-time I felt a hell of a lot better about myself and my health so I stepped on the scale and I was... down 20 pounds! Damn girl, good job! I think it took me experimenting to realize I could do this, and it really wasn't that hard.

Now, this all started because I was sick of not being able to do what I wanted to do. I wasn't pre-diabetic, I didn't have aching joints, not really any of the classic tropes of an obese 20-something. Notice how I said "started".

Now, here comes the classic "revenge-bod" story, and you, my darling MFP'ers, are going to get a front row seat, because my friends are sure as s**t sick of hearing me complain about the revenge-ee and shout about my victories.

Enter slightly more confident kalahmarii. I've lost 20+ lbs, feeling good, knowing I look good. I'm finally (for the first time in pretty much ever) feeling confident enough to maybe smile at a guy, say hi on the street etc. A close friend (who is also my best friend's cousin) apparently noticed. 3 months of flirting later and this boy finally decides to make a move, then hits me with "I'm not looking for a relationship right now". EXCUSE ME. What kind of lunatic wouldn't want this hot piece of a** on their arm?

Remember the fuelled by spite comment up at the top? This is where that comes in. Since "the night of bad decisions" as all of my friends have dubbed it, I've started running. I've finished my C25K, and moved on to 5kto10k. I've lost more weight, I'm down another pant size to a (vanity sized) 36" waist, and I'm actually WAY more confident in myself after the incident than I was before. Meanwhile, this "friend" apparently doesn't like the fact that other guys are now flirting with me, and has been doing everything in his power to shoo them away ANYWAY, long story short, I'm now confident af, and honestly a little worried about how annoying I'm going to get the more I lose

I hope to keep updating this thread as I work my way to snacc status. Anyone who read all the way through this is a true hero.