On Thursday, January 28th, I reached a wonderful mile-marker. I went to the county health department, like I do every week, to use their scales. (I choose not to have scales at home because I tend to get obsessed with weighing daily, hourly, or even stepping on it 2-3 times in a row). I weigh all by myself with no one watching and no one to report to. It's just me and the scales...my accountability partner.
Some history: By December 3, 2009, I weighed 301 lbs, down 25 lbs from my starting weight of 328.8. I've been hovering at (or a bit above) 301 since that time. I had lost my momentum and had become distracted and careless in my commitment to reach my goal of losing 40 lbs by Jan. 21st (my 45th birthday). I didn't reach that goal. However, I didn't quit, and I didn't gain, and I hung in there. I was still making "better" choices than my pre-journey days and stayed confident that I would get the weight off. My next mile-marker was to drop below 300 lbs.
Some history: By December 3, 2009, I weighed 301 lbs, down 25 lbs from my starting weight of 328.8. I've been hovering at (or a bit above) 301 since that time. I had lost my momentum and had become distracted and careless in my commitment to reach my goal of losing 40 lbs by Jan. 21st (my 45th birthday). I didn't reach that goal. However, I didn't quit, and I didn't gain, and I hung in there. I was still making "better" choices than my pre-journey days and stayed confident that I would get the weight off. My next mile-marker was to drop below 300 lbs.
So, I got on the scale and the numbers started tallying. They searched and teetered and then they stopped. They stopped at 299.0!!!!! Two-hundred-ninety-nine pounds! TWO-HUNDRED-NINETY-NINE POUNDS!!! Tears welled up in my eyes...just as they're doing again as I type these words. I had done it! I had achieved something, that until I thought possible (there was a time when I had surrendered to the "fact" that I would just "be" fat), I never could have attained.
The very next goal I have to achieve, even before working on the 40# loss, is one I set on Oct. 1, 2009. That was the day I reached my first goal of losing 5% of my body weight. That goal I set then was to lose another 5% (to weigh 296.6). I am so close to that now! I've got only 2.4 lbs to lose to reach it! This is exciting! Reaching (and exceeding) these goals is rewarding and motivating! Had I set out from the start to lose 153.8 lbs (to reach my "ideal weight" of 175) I would have been overwhelmed. Rather, I listed some short-range goals and I'm checkin' 'em off, one at a time!! Done... Done...Done!

My next goals (and I don't call 'em "mini-goals" because they're each a "big deal")
- To reach 30 lbs lost (only .2 to go!)
- To reach 296.6 (2nd 5% - only 2.4 to go!)
- To reach 40 lbs lost, wear red dress, take updated pic (only 10.2 to go!)
- To reach 100 lbs lost (only have to lose 10 lbs 7 more times!)
- My goal weight = I'll know when I get there! (No intention of setting it yet)
HAH!!! You have arrived at a wonderful place! I knew it would happen. :) You are pleased with yourself--and should be. :D
ReplyDeleteYou said something that I've been thinking for awhile--and that is this whole date-setting thing. I've been thinking that it sets us up for stress and disappointment. We really can't control how long weight loss takes. Even if we're perfect--we still can't control the numbers or the hour it goes.
We're just stormin down that Highway to Thin--yes, we are! I'm getting excited now!!!
Deb