Goals

I think that it is good to have goals. I can be pretty shitty as far as follow-through goes, but I suppose goals are the first step. I want to live more in the moment. I don't mean that I want to make short sighted decisions and go back to scarfing down sausage and grits, but I mean that I want to enjoy the moment that I am living in. I sit here eating my lunch: 7 almonds and 12 ounce smoothie. As much as I want to hate them, and wish for a roast beef sandwich with the trimmings; I find that I cannot. If I am going to live in this moment, it can't be about the last time that I ate something fried and greasy, it has to be about how much I am enjoying what I have now. The smoothie is delicious (1 part soy milk (organic vanilla), 1 part cran-raspberry juice (light 40 kcal/8 oz), 1 scoop of whey protein powder mix and a few ice cubes), the almonds while too few, provide that sense of chewing that I need and let my stomach know that it has something in it. All in all a lunch that I was honestly looking forward to.

I do have goals as far as my weight is concerned. I am trying to set reasonable expectations for the short-term, and build up to a plan for the long run.

Goal the First:

I went back to college ~2.5 years ago and am finishing my Bachelor's degree June the 12th. For christmas, my wife bought me a new wedding band (when we married 5 years ago, we didn't have the money for a nice ring for me, so we got a cheap 14k gold band). She bought me a beautiful tungsten carbide band... and it doesn't fit. It is not far off the mark, but I can't wear it today. I am hoping that by the 12th of June it will fit.

Goal the Second:

I have a pea coat that I love, and it is a smidgen too small. Granted we're going into summer shortly, but I want by this fall to be able to wear that coat comfortably.

Goal the Third:

The 50 pound mark. I go in to see my doctor, and his scale only registers up to 350 lbs until it loops back around and becomes inaccurate, I would like to weigh in at the doctor and have it be clearly readable, and not have to mumble what I think my current weight is. That -does- suck.

Goal the Nth:

Reach my goal weight. Obviously I hope to find middle points along the way, but my ultimate goal is to hit 225. From there I can decide if I want to lose some more, or not. But 225 is, for me, the magic number.

So there you are, my goals.

American Fattie

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