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Delusions of Grandeur??

So, now that I've made the conscious choice to change my life and improve my health for the better, I need to set my goals.  I do have an idea of what I would like my weight to be, but I don't want that to be my ultimate goal.  I have a two goals in mind.


My first goal is accomplished when my physicians says, "You don't need to take these diabetes and high blood pressure meds anymore."  I know the reason why I'm on both is because of the weight.  I also know that type two diabetes can virtually disappear with weight loss because it's happened to me before (see previous blog post).

My second goal - get my weight down to 160 lbs.  Why 160 lbs. you ask?  Well, I'm being realistic.  I'm never going to be 135 lbs.  I've been overweight my entire life, and my body has made allowance for carrying all that weight around.  This will definitely be a work-in-progress, and I'll talk to my doctor about healthy weights.  But for me, this is a starting point.

Now, how in the heck am I going to do this?  Well, of course, eat less, move more, and make good food choices. I'm not going to deprive myself like I did before.  If I want a sweet, I'll eat one.  But I'm going to have to earn it - meaning exercise to get it. 


I'm a numbers girl.  I like graphs and tracking.  I'm motivated by numbers.  That's how I work.  So, I'm going to achieve my goals by numbers.  One week at a time.

Three years to reach my goals, and I'm breaking it down like that.  It's possible that I may reach my goals before then, but again, I'm being REALISTIC.  I have a lot of weight to lose. 185 lbs in three years, and realistic, healthy weight lost is about 2 lbs a week.  Keep in mind I'm going to have a few plateaus to work through, and I'm going to need your help to make it through when I get to those.


Gift #1

To do this, I need to loose 1.2 lbs a week.  Totally doable.   There will be times when I don't lose 1.2, but I hope that will offset when I lose more than 1.2 a week.  See, reasonable....not delusional.

Now, you should reward yourself if you obtain your goals.  I have a few treats in mind that I want to share with you.


If I lose 62.4 lbs. this year, I will reward myself by getting something from Tiffany's. I love Tiffany's blue.  It's so beautiful, and I love the boxes they come in.  So, this is gift number one.


Yeah, I'll need the bracelet too.  But...minor detail.


Gift #2

Gift at the year of year two - 124.8 lbs lost - another Tiffany's Charm.  Paloma Picasso® painter's palette charm. I love Picasso. I adore art.

My final goal - 185 lbs lost - another Tiffany's charm, but I'm not going to buy here in the US.  I'm going to cross the pond and by it in...ENGLAND!  That's right!  I'm going to reward myself with a trip to England.  I'm going to enjoy my new life, and buy a charm that will always remind me of England.  Hopefully, I'll also meet my future husband since I swoon for English accents :).

So, that's my plan.  It's reasonable...not delusional.  I want to sign off by thanking Led Zeppelin.  God bless you for Kashmir.  That 8 minute song got me to the end of my workout today.  Thanks for reading.

Keep Calm...and MOVE ON!

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  1. I am so proud of you!!! You are awesome!!!

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    1. Aw thanks! I appreciate it! You get a prize for being the first to comment!

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