I’m going to be leaving tomorrow for a business conference, so I probably won’t be making any new posts until September. I thought today would be a good day to check in again on my fitness progress.
I’ve been struggling a lot with how to set fitness goals. Should I go by weight? Inches? Body fat percentage? Aerobic ability? Anaerobic ability? Strength? I still don’t know the right answer, but I’m fast approaching a weight milestone, so I’m positively giddy! I’m currently sitting just a smidge above 150 pounds, and I cannot wait to see the 140′s. It’s going to be glorious. I don’t know if my hotel will have a scale. If not, it will be like not having a TV or internet connection during the Superbowl. I’ll just have to wait it out and hope I like the results when I get back on August 31.
In addition to closing in on the 140′s, I’m also close to another weight milestone: I’m 4 pounds away from having lost 20 pounds from my highest weight. When I realized a couple days ago how close I was to losing 20 pounds, I was filled with an emotion I wasn’t expecting: embarrassment.
When I hit my highest weight of 167 pounds, I knew I was slightly overweight, but I thought that at most I only needed to lose 10 pounds, and even that would just be nice, not necessary. I made excuses for why I weighed so much at 5’6″. I have a large frame, I have a lot of muscle, I have a slow metabolism, and so on. But now that I’ve lost nearly 20 pounds while building muscle, there’s no escaping the fact that I weighed too much before. And I’m embarrassed that I didn’t realize it at the time.
The interesting thing is that when I weighed 167, I thought I only needed to lose a maximum of 10 pounds, and now that I’m 151, I think I could still lose another 10, maybe more. Once you start to make real progress, you realize that your excuses were all that was holding you back, and without those excuses you can achieve some really amazing things.
Of course, this has gotten me thinking about how you know when you’ve reached your final goal. My original goal of 10 pounds turned out to be just a stepping stone on my fitness journey, 20 pounds is now within reach and 30 doesn’t seem so far fetched. But when do I stop losing weight? Will I get to a weight where I look at the scale and feel content with the number? For my own sanity, I should probably stop paying attention to the scale. But after I get into the 140′s.
In other news, I look really hot now.