Today, there's a fun number staring me in the face as I look at the spreadsheet where I track my weight. In Column F, the bottom number is "49". As in 49 pounds lighter than May 15. To celebrate, on Tuesday night I went through my closet and pulled out all of the "fat" clothes I've replaced. . . . and my wife took them to Goodwill. No turning back now.
My wife and I are in this process for the long haul, but it's been interesting to see how perspectives change. I read through every entry of this blog last night, and my file of notes from doctor's visits. In May, when I started, I hoped to lose 30 pounds the first year, and maybe 30 more the year after that, then we'd re-evaluate. In June, I blogged several times about breaking through the "20 Pound barrier". In July, I commented that the belt I wore yesterday evening was a goal of mine -- and as it was a size 40, I needed to lose 5 more inches to get there. (I was measured for sizes on July 5, and bought some clothes. My waist size in May was 48 (if I inhaled a bit) and July 5 it was 45. This morning I'm wearing dockers with a 40 inch waist, and they're loose.
My current goal is to reach 50 pounds of weight loss in the next couple of days and then surpass it next week. (Monday the 16th is a State Holiday, and we're entertaining over the weekend and again on Tuesday night, so it will probably be late next week before I can truly say I've lost 50 pounds and kept it off.)
Last May, I told the doctor that a long term goal was to be 200 pounds, fully clothed, when my son John is old enough to move from Cub Scouts to Boy Scouts. . . the doctor laughed and said "I don't think it will take that long." Now I'm wondering if 200 pounds by Christmas 2012 is a reasonable goal.
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