A month and a half ago I wrote a post on being twenty pounds away from my weight loss goal. It only took six weeks for me to get to my new point in this journey, 10 pounds away. As I wrote in my last post, this probably isn’t going to be my ultimate weight loss goal, but it is my “no longer considered overweight” point. It is also the point at which I will probably stop tracking what I eat every day and just try to eat healthfully and exercise, hopefully a little bit more weight will come off in the process.
I still feel the same way I did at twenty pounds to go. The extra weight feels less noticeable, a lot of people appear surprised when I say I still have more to lose. Then again, a lot of people were surprised when I said I wanted to lose 75 pounds from the beginning. 30, maybe, sure, but 75?
I know that I could continue on at the size I am now and most people wouldn’t think twice about it. I probably wouldn’t be considered overweight at all. But I would know I was carrying ten extra pounds I didn’t need, and that knowledge is the only thing pushing me to the end. It’s not the difference ten pounds will make in my appearance, or my jeans size, it’s simply the ability to say I am in my healthy weight range. For someone who hasn’t been able to say that since childhood, that one nugget of success means a lot.