As I stepped on the scale this morning I weighed 40 lbs less. That is 40 lbs in 40 days and I can not explain how much I literally feel the weight lifted from my shoulders.
When starting this journey I decided to make a list of my goals. I broke them down into 17 smaller goals, rather then focus on the "large" number. If I focus on one lb at a time, one goal at a time eventually my overall goal will happen and feel at a much easier and much deserving pace.
There was no set "mathematical" strategy to me setting these numbers. However, I wanted to make them meaningful to me. Give me something to reason to stay focused. A personal weight timeline if you will. Part of what was erasing my failures and / or like I now like to call them "lessons" from my past.
This first goal out of all the goals was probably the most meaningful to me.
This was my HIGHEST weight ever. This was stemming from a lot of heartache over the past two years. Ya know when the world you thought you knew just instantly changed over night??
Rather then expressing this heart ache like an average joe, I bottled it in (like I've already discussed) and gave up on trying to improve the most important person in my life. Which was me.
For me to step on that scale and see that number was so much victory. I could have taken one approach and say "well, I just lost what I screwed up" or I can say "I finally am getting MY life back" "I'm finally taking control of my life and creating exactly what I was meant to do and to be" and for the first time in my life "I am losing this weight for ME".
I must say, I am so proud of myself. The typical me would hate to boast or brag about these kind of things... as I would never want to come off cocky or conceited.
However, the new me that I am finding is ready to shout it from the rooftops and one of the biggest rewards is being able to look yourself in the eye and say "Girl, I am so incredibly proud of you..."
On to goal #2!!!
I hope this message finds you well. XO
Laughter, Love and Light,