As far as I'm concerned, the rest is gravy. Wait; that's not what I mean. I mean this was a benchmark for me -- a benchmark I wanted (desperately) to be below. Since it's a number I'd hit before ... and quickly bounced back from, I felt like this was something I urgently needed to get to, and then get below.
As I was on my second (!) walk this AM with a good friend, I was telling her some of the things I look forward to about being skinny (or slim, or even just not fat). Of course, the top of the list is (and has always been):
- Cute clothes. Seriously. I love cute clothes. And I'm so, so tired of not wearing them for the last ... 20 years.
- I know my husband would like me to be lighter. I know it.
- Not being out of breath walking from the parking lot to church on Sundays (sure, it's an incline in elevation, but really? I shouldn't be out of breath from that).
- No back fat. Dang, I am tired of that perma-crease back there!
- Knees feeling better.
- Cute boots (yes, it could go under cute clothes, but the day I don't have to look at wide-calf boots will be a celebration indeed!).
- Wearing skirts! I used to have nice legs. What happened?
- Not thinking about obesity contributing to arthritis.
- Not thinking about obesity contributing to a whole list of cancers (if I get cancer because I get cancer ... well, that's cancer. If I get cancer because I'm fat? That is a WHOLE OTHER PROBLEM). Seriously. As many as 51 % of new cancer cases diagnosed in women are linked to obesity. If that doesn't scare you, I don't know what will.
- Not thinking about obesity contributing to sleep problems. I love sleep!
- Not wondering if I'll get diabetes.
- No fear of leaving my darling husband a young widower. Well, at least not because I was fat.
Food for thought: have you ever noticed that slim people look cute no matter what they wear? My friend and I were talking about that, too. That a t-shirt & jeans on a slim person looks put together in a way it will never look on a bigger girl. Like this: