Flashback Friday – Goal Tending

I refuse to come out and say how much weight I hope to lose on South Beach.  The idea of being fixated on a number is not how I want to live.  Why should I turn a choice to eat healthier into a numbers game?  The scale should be a tool, not a dreaded frenemy.

Instead of tying my goals to numbers, I’ve framed them a little differently – Wedding Weight, Single Weight, and Driver’s License Weight.  Yes, I have an idea of where those values fall on the scale.  But I will rely more on the clothes to tell me where I am.

Wedding Weight isn’t so long ago that I don’t still have the clothes.  They’re there, pushed to the back of the closet.  Longing to see the light of day.  Not just that pretty white dress either.  I’ve got jeans and tops occupying valuable storage space.  I’d like to show them some love soon.

Single Weight and I haven’t seen each other for years.  We just kind of drifted apart.  That happens sometimes even between the best of friends.  I was spending too much time with my other friends Ben & Jerry and not enough time with Gym.  When Gym went away, Single Weight did too.  I’m hoping that it hasn’t been so long that Single Weight has forgotten me.  I’d like to be friends again.

Driver’s License Weight, that’s a whole different destination.  To be completely honest, I haven’t changed the weight on my driver’s license in more than ten years.  Why bother?  Three years from now, am I going to be told that my identification is not acceptable because it shows my weight as ‘x’ and clearly there is no way I am ‘x’ pounds?  It’s such a random variable.  But at one point, I was there.  And while I may not have given it much thought at the time, it was a good place to be.

I’m too much of a realist to even fantasize about getting into that one pair of jeans I have held onto from college.  Those days are gone.  And that’s ok.  Even though it may seem that I’m living in the past with my goal tending, I’m really looking ahead nostalgically.