It's been nearly 2.5 years since I reached my goal weight of 145. Coming from being nearly 300 pounds, it wasn't always easy. I didn't always enjoy the journey. I remember the day, the week. I was in the best shape I'd been my entire life. I was averaging a couple hours at the gym by the time I lifted and did my cardio 4-5 times a week. I was the most toned I've ever been.
I knew that getting to 145 was a push for me. My trainer even warned me that my body would probably be happier at 150. At first I'm not sure I liked that idea. If I had gone to all this work, I wanted to be 145. Since reaching my goal I have fluctuated a bit but mainly by body sits in lower 150's and is happy. I know I could push myself and get back to a solid 145 but the reality of it is, I want to be able to enjoy my family, eat what I want in moderation, and just enjoy being me - someone who I was upset and unhappy with for most of my life.
150 is a perfect spot for me. I am happy, I don't have to spend 2 hours at the gym 4-5 times a week, I can eat what I want in moderation, and I just feel like a normal person. Finally! Don't get me wrong. I still exercise, and the things I choose to put in my mouth have totally changed, but in the big picture of things, I finally am loving my life. Loving who I am. Loving who I've become. And I'm learning that I don't have to be smaller to be happy either. I am fine with having lost 133 pounds and where my life has taken me and what I can do these days.
P.S. Does this mean I have a perfect beach body? Of course not!(I'm not the bathing suit type anyway.) I still have many challenging areas to look at on my body that I'm sure I could work harder on making better. The sagging skin being the biggest. But one thing is certain, I am half the size I used to be and I know God did not put me on this journey to expect me to be perfect. I will be happy with how far I have come and where I am at and the fact that I have been able to maintain what I've learned. I love being me!