I have mustered up enough courage and willpower to lose 25lbs. I want to be all cavalier and say it was easy (it actually feels easy) but it wasn’t. I went through a terrible rough patch of PMS last week that led me to eat one of those 100 calorie packs of Chips Ahoy cookies. Not a great choice, but somehow it worked. The cookies didn’t push me to eat tons of junk. So, I’m calling success on the first 25 lbs.
I thought detailing my goals for 2009 (weight-wise) might be helpful in keeping me on track. They are the following, in chronological order:
- First goal, April 12, 2009. I would like to have lost another 20 lbs by this date. The very next day, Hubby and I will be leaving for our first European vacation in 4 years, so I want to be up for it. Lots of walking should help me to lose weight, even while I’m vacationing.
- Second goal, July 8, 2009. I would like to have lost another 20 lbs by this date. It is the date of my yearly physical and if I can strut in there at 255 lbs….I’ll be a happy camper.
- Third goal, August 2009. My Aunt is getting married some time in August and I would like to be 10 lbs lighter by then. It’ll be a slice if I can parade around her wedding at 245 lbs.
- Fourth goal, October 2009. I would like to lose another 20 lbs by this date. My inlaws always visit in October. This October, I’d love to WOW my Mother in law by showing her how much weight I’ve lost.
- Fifth goal, December 2009. Christmas. I want to be 10 lbs smaller. I’ll be within sniffing distance of my goal weight and that’s a great place to be at Christmas.
So, 105 lbs of weight loss in 2009. Not too shabby. If I can make these goals (and they’re not incredibly unrealistic) I should be at my goal weight by next year, March/April. When I get there, my ultimate goal is to get pregnant.
Many ask me why I would bother to lose weight before I get pregnant. My reasons are good ones—I believe that it’s more difficult to give birth when you’re heavy and out of shape. Not to mention, swollen feet while carrying a baby at 300 lbs is brutal…why not lose the weight so it’s more comfortable? I’m going to have stretched skin, so I’m going to get pregnant, let it stretch out all it wants and after I’ve given birth, I think I’m going to opt for a tummy tuck.
Pregnancy and all other goals aside, there are some reasons why I want to lose weight that have nothing to do with my goals. In fact, they are things that I HATE about being fat and I definitely HATE experiencing.
The short list:
- Swollen feet in the summertime. Ugh. Mine swell so large, not even a double dose of diruetics will bring them within normal range. I have to wear sandals—no normal shoes will fit!
- Achy feet. I love doing things…cooking, cleaning, walking, socializing…these things are difficult when your feet hurt.
- Outgrown clothes/not being able to find my size. It’s not enough that I was 320 lbs, I had to have a grossly oversized ass that won’t fit into ANYTHING. I’ve tried on size 32/33 in the US that was TIGHT. Give me a break. I hate my ass more than anything.
- Body odor/inability to wash. Yeah, you heard me. When I hit 320 lbs, I can’t wash myself properly anymore. I’ts about having short arms and a grossly huge ass. I hate it. I’m a clean person and I REFUSE to reek just because I can’t clean myself. Pathetic.
- Exhaustion. Yep–I like to do lots of things and if I’m exhausted because I can’t carry this pathetically large body around, it pisses me off.
So, I’ve written it. There’s no more excuses for not doing this. When I “forget” why I’m losing weight, I have somewhere to refer.
Onward….
