1 pound a week is all I ask
I broke the milestone today on my weight. My desirable weight is 150 lbs. I’m 5′ 8″. That’s not let’s say ideal for the general population who likes to see their women skinny as a chicken in Cuba, but it’s ideal for me and when I feel and look my best. I’ve weighed as little as 118 lbs and as high as 170 lbs in my adult life. The 170 lbs was my first marriage weight. But going into this Jewish Lent period I was at 166 lbs. Like I said 8 lbs for my mother and 8 lbs for Tatjana – joy and grief weight. The joy weight is like Ganesha – just a love of love and more to love. The grief weight is like armor suiting up to battle the biggest demon of my life – losing my mother.
And now I want to be back at my fighting weight – 150 lbs. I got on the scale this morning and despite not being able to go to my twice a week step class because it’s in the evening and T is away, and despite not changing my eating habits except maybe losing the snacks that went with my evening cocktail, I’m 159! Woohoo! I broke the 160 lb mark which has had huge mental victory for me.
Now there is 9 more but since it has been coming off at a pound a week, I’m not expecting anything less than 9 more weeks of this – not the Lent part – but the active and conscious desire to get back to my fighting weight. I will make it happen.
This is me in 2006 at 150 lbs – not thin, not fat, just right:
