I did it! I reached my goal weight for the YMCA weight loss challenge that began in January. I was really certain that I wasn't going to get there but I worked my butt off (literally) and succeeded. The goal was 140 lbs. and has been my ultimate goal since the beginning. I'm thoroughly elated and received a huge hug from a Y staff member that was rooting for me. It was a wonderful moment.
You would assume that I am living on cloud nine... but I'm not. Here's the thing, I worked so hard for more than a year, made sacrifices, pushed myself further than I ever have before. I've created a new, healthier version of myself and have had a constant goal in mind. Now that I've reached this goal I think I had built up the final result. In my mind, once I obtained my goal I think I expected fireworks, confetti, balloons, a party, etc. I assumed that the minute that number appeared on the scale my life would be radically changed. What a terrible, gut wrenching feeling to discover that, after the initial elation, you are still the same you, no fairy godmother has transformed your existence.
This heartache lasted (and will continue to some extent to last a little while longer) until I had some reflection time while doing dishes this evening. I have radically changed and transformed, it did not happen overnight but in a long progression of time. My go to snacks and meals have changed, what I considered a binge is drastically less than what it used to be, I look forward to working out and have been slowly passing these habits onto my children.
I may not have a party, confetti, or balloons but I can be proud of the journey I've taken and grateful for the blessings I've received. I'm also excited to create another goal for myself after enjoying this week off from scales and the stress of losing weight.
You would assume that I am living on cloud nine... but I'm not. Here's the thing, I worked so hard for more than a year, made sacrifices, pushed myself further than I ever have before. I've created a new, healthier version of myself and have had a constant goal in mind. Now that I've reached this goal I think I had built up the final result. In my mind, once I obtained my goal I think I expected fireworks, confetti, balloons, a party, etc. I assumed that the minute that number appeared on the scale my life would be radically changed. What a terrible, gut wrenching feeling to discover that, after the initial elation, you are still the same you, no fairy godmother has transformed your existence.
This heartache lasted (and will continue to some extent to last a little while longer) until I had some reflection time while doing dishes this evening. I have radically changed and transformed, it did not happen overnight but in a long progression of time. My go to snacks and meals have changed, what I considered a binge is drastically less than what it used to be, I look forward to working out and have been slowly passing these habits onto my children.
I may not have a party, confetti, or balloons but I can be proud of the journey I've taken and grateful for the blessings I've received. I'm also excited to create another goal for myself after enjoying this week off from scales and the stress of losing weight.
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| Made my goal weight! |
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