I love anniversaries. I love celebrating milestones marking achievement. It was one year ago today that I decided to change (and save) my life; the day I decided to lose weight.
My lovely scale reported this morning that I have lost a total of 67.5 pounds. That’s certainly a reason to celebrate. It’s also a reason to feel very blessed. I don’t know how many years I’ve added on to my life by making it easier on my heart and lungs, but I’m guessing it’s a few.
It hasn’t always been easy. In fact, reaching my year-end goal has been a real challenge lately. But that’s okay. I’ve learned a lot. I’ve learned what to and not to eat. I’ve learned that wine has calories. I’ve learned that, although I’ve really tried, running isn’t my thing. I’ve learned that I can get out bed and walk three miles. And do 82 squats…with weights. I’ve learned that shopping for clothes still isn’t fun. I’ve learned that I have a cheek bones and knee caps. And neck muscles. I’ve learned that I don’t need pop (soda) to get me through the day. A cold glass of water is much more energizing. I’ve learned that only I can motivate myself and that I can’t motivate others. But, I’ve been told that I’ve been an inspiration.
So happy anniversary to a smaller me.
“We acquire the strength we have overcome.”–Ralph Waldo Emerson
Live. Laugh. Love.
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