Isn't that what they say at soccer games? Or is it score? I don't know. I'm not into sports.
Weeks ago I outlined a pretty extensive plan for my weight loss. I included what I would eat and when I would incorporate certain foods back into my diet. What you may have noticed missing is a goal weight from that plan.
This is a picture of my mom and I at a UH game last summer. We only went because it was in the air conditioned Reliant Stadium. |
So what is my goal?
Well I sort of don't have one. At least not a set numerical goal. There are a lot I could use. The CDC says that I need to weigh less than 155 to be considered healthy. On the day of my wedding I weighed around 150 and it was the thinnest I had ever been. Maintaining that weight required exercising twice daily and feeling hungry all the time. When I weighed 175 I thought I was obese and incredibly fat but looking back on it, I looked quite nice I think. Sometimes I think that if I could just change that number on the scale from a two to a one, I would be set so maybe 199 is a good goal.
This was probably 150-ish, right before Dave and I got engaged. |
Here I was probably 175 and I thought I was HUGE! |
This weight was hovering right below 200 and I also thought I was HUGE. It's all relative, I guess. |
So this is my goal. I just want to be healthy. I want to retrain myself to eat normal amounts of healthy food and I will just let my weight settle there. I don't want to be hungry all the time but I want to stop overeating. I want to be active and exercise every day but I don't want to be fanatical about it.
This really isn't a diet I'm doing. It's much more than that. I'm making a lifestyle change that I'm hoping will stay with me forever. Setting a goal implies that there will be an end to this journey when, in reality, this trail will never end. My goal is to be as healthy as I can forever. There just isn't a number in the world to encapsulate that theory.
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