But the really big news is that, for the first time in almost 5 years, my weight starts with the number "1"!!! I'm trying not to get too excited about it, because I know that I've still got a long ways to go before I am at my goal. But I do feel good about the fact that I have been able to lose over 40 pounds with out drastic surgery or fad diets (unless you consider Weight Watchers a "fad diet"). I know that I have to exercise more than I do; and if I let up for even a week then I'll be on my way to 240 lbs again. So I'm certainly not going to relax now. As I said, I've got a good 45 pounds to go before I'll be happy.
However, I've learned a few things while trying to lose this weight:
- I have discovered that there is no miracle cure. I've tried pills and shakes and everything imaginable over the past decade. But the only thing that has ever worked was eating smart and exercising.
- I have realized that losing weight takes time. It has been said countless times, but it took me 30 years to gain this weight, so I'm not going to take it all off in a week. As has become my motto - "Slow and Steady Wins the Race".
- I have learned from past experiences that once you lose weight, you can't get complacent. If you ease up on the gas peddle just a bit, those lost pounds will start finding their way back to your body.
- I have discovered that I have a lot more willpower than I ever thought possible.
- I have learned what food does to me, both good and bad. So now whenever someone brings donuts or cookies or some other sweet treat into work, I just think "I can't believe people would do that to themselves" and just walk away instead of grabbing for the biggest one.
- I have learned that I don't need dessert to make a meal complete. I also don't have to get an appetizer every time I go out for dinner.
- I have rediscovered my love of cooking. It is something that I really enjoy doing, and it is also better for me. I control what goes into my food, which in turn gives me control over what goes in my mouth.
- I have discovered that my weight does not define me. I used to think that everyone saw me as a big, lovable, jolly guy. And I was honestly a little afraid that if I lost weight, that would change. So I would tell myself that I'd probably always be heavy, so my only goal was to be "not as fat". But I now know that I'll be just as lovable and jolly, even if my belly doesn't jiggle like a bowl full of jelly.
- I have learned that I really can't do it on my own. I have been married for about a year and a half. For the first year of my marriage, I tried really hard to lose weight with out my wife's or anybody else's help. And after a year of trying, I was the same weight as when I started. In January my wife decided to join Weight Watchers with me, and lo-and-behold I've lost almost 20 pounds in three months. So despite my very independent nature, there are some things that are easier when you have some help.
I'd probably have something more profound to say if I wasn't still 45 pounds overweight. So I'll hold off on making some big Rocky IV "If I can change, and you can change, then everybody can change" type of speech until I reach my goal. But the fact that I can even think about what I'm going to do "when" I reach my goal as opposed to "if" I reach my goal is profound enough for me.