I last wrote about how much I wanted a shapely bottom, but other than that I haven’t written much about my goals. Everyone on a “weight loss journey” (if you just yacked at that phrase, you’re welcome! – wait, purging is NOT a good solution! re-regurgitate now) needs goals. Multiple goals. I started at a top weight of 246 pounds earlier this year. My “oh my God I’m so awesome and happy and woo-hoo golden rainbow unicorns” weight is 125. That means I need to lose 121 pounds. Yep, I want to lose half of my body. So, with such a large, daunting goal (like my current flat ass! actually, more like my bulging stomach) I have to break it down to smaller goals. Each week I look for a loss. I shoot for 1.5 lbs each week, but as long as the scale is going down and not up, I’m okay. I’ve had a few stagnant weeks. They really bring on the self doubt, but they are usually the result of water retention or other retention. (or sickness)
Anyway, each week I look at my 10 pound benchmarks. At my last weigh in I was 233 pounds. My next benchmark is 229. Then 219. Then 209. Then..199. And so on.
My mid-size goal is 200 lbs.
I can feel my body changing, and right now, slow and steady is enough for me.
But I want the dream.