Now, normally, "noticing my belly" means "beating myself up for being fat and pathetic and blah blah blah". That's not what happened. Here's what my brain did, without prompting or pause:
"Jeez. When did I become such a weenie? I remember when I looked like I could kick someone's ass!"
It was still a thought of judgement. However, there is a BIG difference in how I felt when I called myself "weak" compared to the feeling of "fat". I don't feel powerless and hopeless. I feel like I want to get in shape...and not "get skinny", but get in shape. I want to look and feel powerful.
I think that's good. It feels good, at least.