***21 weeks complete, Behind pace, 61 lbs - Goal 101 lbs in 1 year***
Well, it's finally happened, as I knew it would. I've gone up a pound. In 21 weeks, this is the first time I haven't lost at least a pound each week. Anxiety? No, relief.
My daily readings this week were probably a bit better than last week's actually. In all the up and down, though, I didn't get the dip below the previous week's low. That's a first, but I knew it was going to happen. Mathematically, you can't lose a pound/week forever!
There's a scene in the movie Far and Away that I relate to. Near the end of the movie, they have a race into the western frontier to claim stakes of land. Hundreds of wagons and horses and families are lined up waiting for the signal. And the gun is fired and dirt flies as pioneers gallop toward their destinies.
Tom Cruise's character is on horseback alone, and has a significant advantage over families trying to carry their accumulated possessions with a team and a covered wagon.
I'm staying hitched. That's the point. Yes, I'm a claim staker like everyone else, but I won't unhitch from the family to get my land. And our claim may ultimately be humble, but we'll be together.
The weight loss has been rewarding, but if you've been tracking with me at any depth you're aware that this has more to do with life change. My life goals are much more broad and meaningful than how I weigh in on the scale.
I actually hit the track yesterday and did a 3-mile run/walk, slow jogging 7 or 8 of the 12 laps. It felt pretty good and I was pleased that my heart rate monitor was pretty kind to me.
I have no illusions that I can exercise an hour a day in our crazy family life right now. But I'm hopeful for more. Is 101 in 1 an attainable goal? A college prof said it like this: "He who shoots for the stars does not end up with mud in his fingers."
No comments:
Post a Comment