Wednesday, March 12, 2014
The other evening when I was at dinner with J.D. as I grabbed a delicious roll from the bread basket, I looked at J.D. and said "I'm either going to be happy and a size 10 or miserable and a size 6." And he just looked at me confused.
It was one of those moments where I voiced something that has been in the back of my mind for a while but that I hadn't ever admitted out loud.
Some people might view it as an excuse. That I've given up on reaching my goal weight or goal size. Some might find it to be an exaggeration. Which it is. I wouldn't be miserable.
But what I get most from the statement is that right now, I'm HAPPY. I feel adequate and accomplished and I've done something that I'm proud of. The fact that I seem eternally stuck in the 180s is becoming less and less of a problem for me.
If I truly buckle down, track EVERYTHING, and increase my exercise even more, maybe I will reach my goal or someday get to a size 6. But I like that I can go out to eat with friends, celebrate special occasions, still work out 4x a week and just not worry about my weight.
I think I'm done putting an end date to accomplish 155 pounds or that size 6 waist.
I'm happy, RIGHT NOW.
Hope you all are having a wonderful Wednesday!