I mean…I’m pretty much at the lowest weight I’ve ever been
as an adult. People compliment me on my
hard work, and when I say I’m trying to lose the last 20 pounds, they look at
me like I have 2 heads (Where you gonna lose it from!?)
The truth is, I find it pretty comfortable at this weight.
I feel good about myself, I feel strong when I can push
through workouts I never thought I’d do before, and I’ve run 3 half marathons.
I’m proud of where I am in my journey, something I never
thought I’d be unless I was at my “goal weight”, a number, which in all
honesty, is sort of random….why 158 you ask? Well 2 reasons.
First, it’s a decade I don’t think I’ve ever even fathomed
was possible for me. It seems like it’s
such a small number, and one I’d be proud to shout from the rooftops…. I don’t
want to cringe when someone asks me how much I weigh the next time I’m in the
doctor’s office, and even if you added 5 pounds from clothes and water weight,
I’d still be happy with that number if I had to weigh-in in front of other
people.
Second, it’s exactly 75 pounds from where I started, 233.
75 seems like such an amazing number. I can’t begin to imagine the pride I’d feel
to say “I’ve lost 75 pounds”. I want
that. I want to be able to say that I
did that. I want to say that I busted my
butt, pushed myself further than I ever thought possible, counted my calories,
fueled my body, and still managed to deal with everyday life in between. I’ve had many hiccups on this journey, I’ve
never hidden that from you. I’m not
perfect, and I can’t say that I lost my weight in record time, but I CAN say
that I’m happy with the road I’ve taken, the things I’ve learned along the way,
and where it’s led me thus far. I can
also say that I know I’m not done yet.
Yes, I’ve lost over 50 pounds so far. Yes, I still have a little more than 20
pounds to go. No, I won’t stop because
I’m comfortable now; it’s time to break out of this comfort zone for good.
I know I have weight
to lose still, and I want to see the 150s more than you know.
I want this.
I WILL do this.
I’ve had a rough week this week…in all honesty I let my
period get the best of me. I’ve been
moody, tired, and craving carbs and sugar like you wouldn’t believe, and I’ve
given in. Between cookies at work,
frozen yogurt after dinner, drinks and apps with friends, and not hitting my
step goals each day because I’ve been too tired, my scale has not been my
friend these past few days.
Tomorrow marks the start of a new month, and 60 days until New
Year’s Eve. Tomorrow marks exactly 28
days until Thanksgiving. I’m making a commitment
to myself, and to you, that starting tomorrow, I will not be indulging in any treats,
large or small, until Thanksgiving. They’re
triggers for me to binge, and I just can’t risk that if I want to reach my
goals. It’s time to get serious again.
I’ll weigh in with you every Friday to keep myself accountable,
and I’ve got a new DietBet starting today to lead me up to this goal; it ends
the day before Thanksgiving (you can still join here: http://diet.bt/17nPWYP )
Feel free to join me if you need the motivation, but either
way, keep leaving those comments and shooting me emails, I need the
accountability!!