A Quiet Anniversary

I just realized that today is the anniversary of the day I realized that I needed to do something about my health and weight. I mean...I knew it for years. But September 30, 2007 was the day I started doing something about it.

I can't be all "happy anniversary" about this day, though. Because back then, I figured that losing 282 pounds could be accomplished in 3.5 years. Meaning I would be done by now.

I'm also not going to beat myself up about the fact that I've lost *only* 95 pounds in the 4 years. If I hadn't done anything at all, who knows where I would be right now? I have definitely made progress. I'm smaller, much healthier, fitter than I was in 2007. By a long shot.

I guess this takes however long it takes. Some people don't get through college in four years either. My path has gone something like this:

Year 1 - lost 80 pounds
Year 2 - lost 20 pounds and probably regained some
Year 3 - bounced around with the regained, probably put 40 pounds back on, total
Year 4 - for the first 8 months, no progress. For the past 4, I've lost ALMOST all of the weight regained in years 2-4.

So now, instead of being a person with 282 pounds to lose, I'm a person with about 188 pounds to lose. Seems like that might take 3 years. As long as I keep moving forward and don't take another 2-year break. It would be nice to see the following:

Year 5 - lose 80 pounds
Year 6 - lose 75 pounds
Year 7 - lose 33 pounds

Or something simiilar. Heck, it may take 10 years. But damned if I won't do it, and be healthier for it.

I'd be lying if I didn't say that I hope by Year 6.5 to be darn close. That will be my 30th high school reunion.