Friday, November 16, 2012
So, on 10/12/12 (the day after 10/11/12), when I realized I had missed a curious calendar milestone, I started thinking - there's not many of these funky calendar milestones left, before they are gone for another century. 12/12/12, 11/12/13, and 12/13/14 were the only ones I could think of (I'm sure there are more, somewhere).
I had a sudden inspiration that I needed to do something to commemorate the date. I was also struggling to set healthy milestones, and I thought to combine them. Was it possible for me to lose 12 pounds by 12/12/12?
I started off slow, and struggled with how to accomplish this small, reasonable goal (12 pounds in 2 months - a little bit more than a pound a week). Then, I got sick. Then I got really, miserably sick. Not dangerous sick, not stay-home-from-work sick, just miserably, pathetically, feeling rotten sick. I finally went to the doctor and found out I had bronchitis - not surprising with the consumptive-style coughing I was doing. Over the course of six weeks, I probably coughed my way through the equivalent of many crunches. Also, my nose was stuffed up, and I couldn't smell anything, and food just wasn't interesting. It wasn't that I quit eating, I just quit eating so much.
Fast forward to today - my cough is completely gone, I feel fantastic, and I am 12 pounds lighter, almost a month before my goal. I feel as if this is a turning point of some kind, because I figured out that at least at this phase in my weight loss, I do not have to change anything about WHAT I eat, nor do I have to kill myself with exercise. I just have to change my portion sizes, quit eating sooner, and be conscious of the fact that a few bites of anything can make a difference in my weight, and there's no feeling of being deprived, just from eating those few less bites in every meal.
One more milestone on my brain's journey to helping my body heal. Never thought I would be grateful for a bad cold!!