The next three things on my list of things to do before I die are all connected, so talking about one is talking about them all. Now that losing 25, 50, 75 and 100 pounds are off the list.
#2: Lose 125 pounds. I have 5.2 pounds to go before I can cross that one off the list.
When I was creating the list initially, the idea of losing more than 125 pounds seemed so remote, I didn’t bother to list any more stages. I went straight from 125 pounds to:
#3: Achieve my goal weight.
It used to be that my reasons for wanting to hit this goal were strictly cosmetic. I wanted to look good–or at least better. I wanted to fit into cute clothes and feel good about what I saw in the mirror. I’m not going to lie to you and say I don’t consider those reasons any longer. I do. I want to look good. I want to wear cute clothes. I want to shop in the regular stores instead of specialty shops for large women.
But more important, by far, has become the longing to feel good. To have the energy to play with my granddaughters and not feel as if I’m going to expire when those hot Florida summers roll around. I want to sit by the beach and write or read without worrying about whether I’ll be able to get back onto my feet. I want to take long, leisurely walks with the dog and enjoy it. I want to ride my bike like I used to (at least in my imagination.) Maybe I’ll even start enjoying those nature hikes my mother likes so much.
Once I achieve #3 comes the important goal:
#4: Maintain my goal weight. No time limit. This one is forever.