I'm finally feeling motivated enough to truly do something about the pounds that have crept their way into my life. A "biggest loser" competition at work is helping a lot! I've participated in these a few times before, but, for some reason, never really felt the inner motivation I've got going for me now.
Instead of looking at the mountain in front of me - a 60-70lb weight loss - I've decided to break it into goals. Milestones. All in chunks of 10.
1) 10lbs of graduate school.
*So maybe these aren't neatly lumped together like the ones I'll list below, but I've got to chalk the 10lbs up to something and the countless hours I spent on my rump writing papers, reading, studying, taking tests while simultaneously drinking a venti iced chai (with 3 extra pumps) from Starbucks is a pretty good reason.
2) 10lbs of Barrett.
3) 10lbs of Piper.
4) 10lbs of Layla.
*Yep, it's true. I kept a hold of 10lbs per pregnancy. I'd like to look at it as me being sentimental. Keeping a legacy of each of these phenomenal miracles. But...it's really just laziness. Truly. I actually told myself after having Layla "Eh, I'll just wait until we have our second to worry about the weight." OOPS!!
5) 10lbs of marriage.
6) 10lbs of college
7) 10lbs of "freshman 15"
*I guess technically you could say I gained 20lbs in college. Breaking it up freshman year and the other 3 years just sounds better to the ear, though.
So there you have it. My 70lbs. Pretty sad. It's actually kind of gross to even say (er, type) out loud.
I would love to be back to my senior-year-of-high-school weight. However, I will be completely satisfied if I just get back to my after-freshman-year-of-college weight.
5 pounds a month would get me there. TOTALLY doable!! I just don't know if I can remain committed for that long. Ugh. I really hope so. But that is why I've made these little milestones for my journey. 10lbs doesn't seem as daunting as 60-70. I can do 10lbs.
And...
Good news! I've already got my grad. school 10 done and over with! Gone with the wind!...or sweat and sweets. (I sabotaged my efforts this weekend, so a pound or two may have found itself back in my life, but I'm still saying I met my milestone.)
So here's to ridding myself of 10lbs of Barrett. Motivation along the way would be greatly appreciated. For 10lbs or all 60lbs, your encouragement throughout this journey will be a wonderful tune to my [red] ears and bring a smile to my [sweaty] face.
