In between then and now (the kids are 37 & 33 now) I've smoked and quit 3 times. That means weight gains that I've only been able to partially get rid of. I've dieted, exercised and worked on my weight periodically since the 80's. It wasn't until Hubby Dearest and I approached our 60's that I decided that we needed to change our health habits. For me, that included losing weight. It's been almost a year since I had the first "Ah-ha" moment in Phoenix and decided to start both a new, healthy lifestyle and this blog. As I've chronicled before, I've lost weight, gained a little back, then lost again. Seems as tho' I'm dibbling and dabbling at this journey. I am hoping that last night's epiphany is just the impetus I need to jump start myself again. I told myself that if I could just lose 1 pound per week for 1 year, I'd have 52 pounds gone! Simple, isn't it? No lofty goals, just one lousy pound. Anyone should be able to do that, with or without a good knee, right?! I'll dance my way to success....if I don't knock myself out first. :)
So, with this being said, I think I might just have hit on the new plan. One lousy pound per week for one year. More per week would certainly be welcomed, but steady losses would be wonderful. I am hopeful that I'll not be shooting myself in the foot again any time soon, and that this modest plan is THE ONE that yields success.
By the by, Weigh In Wednesday brought no change. But that's no loss, no gain, so I'll be starting on my new journey with no new extra weight to get rid of. I guess that's a positive point.