Wednesday, January 15, 2014

I'm tempted …

to say I'm done trying to lose any more weight.

I lost a pound this week, meaning I again have 12 to go to reach my goal. I've been at my current weight (or just slightly below) since early November. I've traveled a lot in the past couple months, which has affected my exercise routine more than my meal plan.

Maybe as the weather improves – spring is on the way, right? – and I get out more, and especially maybe when I begin running again these last few pounds will slip away.

In the meantime, I'm happy-happy-happy to have clothes (and shoes) that fit and look good. Oh, my, I'm having fun wearing cool footwear. I've also started wearing jewelry and using make-up. I guess I'm not hiding any more.

I know what to eat when I'm hungry and I don't miss what I've chosen not to have.

To be brutally honest, I miss cheese sometimes. But I've been able to add a little feta or parmesan or goat cheese to a salad once in a while with no ill effects. And even though cavewomen didn't have dark chocolate, modern followers of a paleo plan have deemed it acceptable, and I do indulge occasionally. It's better for me to not keep it in stock, however.

My original, last-Christmas goal was three pounds more than my current weight. I'm carrying the extra 12 pounds (from my revised goal) around the middle. I'm not comfortable tucking a shirt into a pair of jeans. Maybe instead of a weight goal, I should aspire to wearing a belt.

Or maybe I should quit analyzing and continue to feel good about how far I've come.

Satisfaction: What a concept.


Unknown said...

Okay, pal, here's my comment. Now your goal is not to continue to try to lose weight, but just to eat properly and continue on with what you've learned. It looks like you've developed a new relationship with food. Continue your good new habits and you'll be fine :-)

Toledo Lefty said...

I don't see the harm in deciding to keep living your lifestyle and let the chips (and pounds) fall where they may for a while.