In September 2011, I decided that I would set a goal of being 145 pounds by my 45th birthday. Well I am almost exactly one month from that milestone and I can tell you right now that I will not be be 145 on June 10th. In fact, I am pretty much the same exact weight I was a year ago. My body seems to be comfortable at 170, and because I set that goal of 145 by 45, it would appear that I have failed to meet my goal. But I think my failure is in setting that weight goal in the first place. The scale has always been my enemy, and once again I let it draw me in. I am actually not a failure, because I have visible proof that I have made incredible progress.
Last year at this time, I was able to fit into a few size 10 pants, but they were quite snug on me. Now those same pants fit me just right. My shirt size was a women's medium, and lately some of these same medium shirts are a little baggy on me.
The scale does not show my progress at all despite the fact that I have lost inches over the last year. The biggest change is in my hips, where I have lost a total of 2 1/2 inches. I also lost an inch and a quarter from my arms--must be all the Crossfit workouts. I also lost about 3/4 of an inch from my legs. I guess running all those miles over the last year has really paid off. So while the scale has not budged, the tape measure has become my new best friend.
However, I do know that I am not where I want to be yet. I have areas between my belly button and knees that I have to improve. My running will give me the cardio I need to make progress, and the Crossfit will help me firm up the still flabby areas. I need to reassess how I am going to monitor my progress this next year, so one thing I decided to do was to purchase a bikini--size 8/10 to be exact. The bikini actually fits me, but reveals all the areas on my body that can really use work. I had Sean take photos of me in this bikini from the front, back, and sides (and no, I will not be sharing these anytime soon). This will be my visual assessment of my progress. I will also use the current inch measurements of my body to accurately gauge my progress, so if the scale doesn't move I can know that I am on the right track.
I will not be 145 pounds a month from now, and I am okay with this fact. I continue to make improvements to the shape of my body, and I am healthier and stronger than I have been in years. I am happy with the new me. I am hoping that by this time next year I will still be running my crazy races, pushing myself with my Crossfit workouts, and that I will be rocking my new bikini in public instead of hiding and wearing it in my backyard where I won't scare anyone.
And as a kick-off to my newly redefined goals I will be going on an early morning 10-mile Mother's Day run, and then sneaking back into bed for my yearly breakfast in bed pampering from my husband and kids. Happy Mother's Day everyone!