I’ve lost weight before, usually for the wrong reasons…always due to some externally imposed goal or pressure. It never sticks. Even as I’m losing it, I’m fighting the process. But this time, I have a reason to do it for myself. I have a goal. Several, in fact.
First, I am unhappy with how I look and feel at my current weight. A year ago, I was close to my goal weight, and I liked it. I now know how it feels, and I want to be there. And even more, for the first time in a long time, I really know that I can do it.
I want to get back in shape. Even though I probably shouldn’t run for distance anymore, if I’m in shape and at a good, lean weight, my knee will tolerate it to some degree. Biking is fun, and I enjoy it, but right now, I can’t even bike for distance. LARPing will also be a lot more fun if I’m not the one who can’t keep up when we’re running from the Big Bad Evil of the weekend.
I also want to get into competitive shooting. I’ve already come to realize that holding my arms straight out in front of me with a weight on the end of them is bad enough. Add in having to control the recoil and keep my point of aim where I want it, and I need to get back to lifting weights as part of the getting in overall shape. If not, I’ll never get where I want to with my shooting.
So the goal is set, up in lights for the world to see. I am going to get back down to 180 pounds. Then we’ll see. There may be room for further improvement at that point…or not. The target date is by the new year. Yes, that’s 7 1/2 months away, but for ~40 pounds, that’s reasonable. And if (no…when) I make it, I’ll have a new Christmas wardrobe to wear!