Report: Weigh-in date Friday, July 27, 2012. Weight 283.5. Down 2.5. Total loss at the end of ten weeks, 16.5 pounds. What a relief! The plateau lasted only a week; if it was even a true plateau. Perhaps I just corrected some mistakes.
Seems to me ten weeks should be some kind of milestone for a project like this – a point at which we review, take stock, and, if necessary, adjust our methods and/or goals. Perhaps I should think of something profound to say.
After ten weeks of frozen meals, small portions, enough water to irrigate the Sahara and making the gym my second home; I can tell you the biggest problem at this point is keeping myself motivated. Meeting smaller, interim goals is nice, but at some point the rest of what you are trying to do looms in front of you and can be overwhelming. So, where do we find motivation?
As I’ve said before, I am a creature of habit. It helps. It’s not exactly motivation, but I find comfort in routine. However, even I occasionally need additional inspiration.
I get it from my dreams – from my imagination. It relates to the reasons I want to lose weight. Of course, my primary reason is that I want to improve my overall health. Sometimes I think about what it might be like to be able to walk as long as I want without my knees hurting or my back muscles cramping. I know losing weight will make physical activity easier because I already feel the difference. I want a bigger difference, and I can imagine it happening because I know what has changed so far.
How I look has never been at the top of my list of reasons to lose weight, but I’ve said I’ll be honest in this blog so I must admit that I imagine me looking better in my clothes. I dress very casually and I don’t imagine myself wearing dresses or fancy suits. I just want to look better in jeans, dress pants and casual work clothes. Someday I’d like to put on a swimsuit and go swimming again. I’ll never look great in a swimsuit, but I miss swimming.
I hate having my picture taken. That will probably never change, but I do imagine not cringing at the thought of being in front of the camera. When I’ve lost enough to appear somewhat different I hope to post before and after pictures of myself on this blog.
This is something particular to me. I imagine being able to buy a karate gi in a much smaller size and looking good in it. If that ever happens, I hope I can show Sensei (my teacher). I also imagine being able to practice harder without hurting.
I want to be able to exercise on the floor and be able to get up again without looking like Jabba the Hut.
I want to do charity walks again.
Could I ever walk a half-marathon? I don’t know, but I imagine myself training for something like that, just to see if I could.
I love to write and I’m trying to figure out a way to combine losing weight with writing (besides this blog, or maybe including it). I haven’t come up with an idea yet, but it keeps me thinking. And until then I have this blog.
Speaking of writing, someday I want to be a success story at my gym and on the health site at my workplace.
Am I trying to recapture my lost youth? Am I fooling myself? I don’t think so. I may not accomplish everything, but imagining these goals keeps me from feeling overwhelmed by the amount of weight I have to lose, and when I don’t feel overwhelmed it is easier to stick to the weight loss equation.
So dream, my friends! Dream BIG! Our dreams define us and keep reality from limiting our accomplishments.
Until next week….