Weight: 234
Loss to date: 50 pounds
Well, I must say, milestones are very, very motivating. I'm very pleased to be at this point, with a nice stretch of land behind me to prove I can cover the ground before me. I am steel, I am determination, I am resolve. Achievement, thy name is Sarah. I'm going to work my ass off tonight doing HIIT on that exercise bike.
My goal is to lose another 3 pounds this week, and that's not going to happen by happenstance....just as those 50 pounds didn't come off in 5 months by chance. I have proven to myself that I'm capable of hard work, discipline, and persistence. I think I'm on the right track with my mini-goal "strategy;" I give myself 20 pound loss goals, so I've got carrots that are dangling just out of reach but not so far out of reach as to be forgettable. They are near and ever-present. And I simply love myself when I achieve them. I read the blog recently of someone who intended to lose 100 pounds in 5 months. Whut the &%$@! ?? They wanted to prove to all the fatties out there that it could be done. Meanwhile, they found themselves making self-defeating choices in food and activity, and then they felt badly about their lack of motivation and results. Crazy. And sad, needlessly setting yourself up for pain and disappointment. It's hard enough to lose any weight at all, making lasting behavioral changes, much less telling yourself you must lose 25 pounds a month in order to reach your goal. R E A S O N A B L E E X P E C T A T I O N S. Set yourself for success, my friend! The other way lies madness. 'Nuff said.
My ultimate goal is to weigh somewhere around 135-140 (I'm 5' 6") with some easily discernable muscles. I'm thinking I will probably end up there sometime in July of 2005, but we shall see what we shall see. Of course I want to get there tomorrow, but truly, for every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction. Balance in everything. I didn't get to 284 as a result of one isolated action or choice, and now I must, through a series of actions and choices just as extensive, just as repeated, and just as consistent, get myself back down to where I want to live. You just can't argue with Newton, know what I'm sayin'?
Anyhoo, it's a good day, weight-wise. 50 pounds isn't enough, but damn sure it's progress, and I am feeling so much more comfortable, not only in my own skin but moving through the world.
God bless us, everyone!
About Me
- Sarah
- I'm a 43 year old, happily partnered lesbo. I was raised in downtown NYC in a commune, and the woman who raised me was the real Auntie Mame. I've lived also in Italy, India, and Ireland. By the time I was 10, I'd already lived with over 4,000 people. When I was 2 1/2, I drank oven cleaner. I didn't know I was gay until I was 26. My partner of over 9 years is one of the finest people I've ever known. She's from Brooklyn. I was treated for Stage IIIB Hodgkins Lymphoma, subtype Mixed Cellularity. First I did 6 months of ABVD chemo, and that secured a 14-month remission. My relapse was caught early and I went right into a stem cell transplant. The cancer had already returned when I had my 3-month post-transplant scans. There's no cure available to me at present, so I'm now entering a period of palliative care. We're hoping a Gemzar/Navelbine chemo combination will keep my cancer at bay for as long as 4 years -- that's the prayer. In the meantime, I am focused on savoring every moment....and maybe even losing a coupla pounds!
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