Goal, but no fireworks...
Sunday, March 18, 2012
maybe I expected too much, maybe I attached too much importance to it... I've finally reached my first goal and thought it would feel different, thought I'd be dancing, euphoric, but no. Don't get me wrong, I'm pleased, of course I am but it's only one pound that makes the difference between reaching your goal or not and that one pound really isn't any more important than the others I have lost. It's the cumulative effect of losing all of them that makes the difference to my life, it's the freedom from the many restrictions of an extra 53lbs that make me want to dance, that keeps me motivated and excited for the journey. The best thing about reaching my goal was setting a new one, not to focus on that last pound and shout GOAL! but because I have a taste of what life could be, and I want more!!