I’ve had the mood the last few days that I can take on the world. The world tour starts this Wednesday with weigh-in number 67. I plan on stepping on the scale Wednesday and have it tell me I weigh under 200 pounds.
It’ll be a good day. An epic day. But only one of many to come.
I want to learn how to dance. I want to take piano lessons. I want to write a book. I’m going to join another adult sports league in Columbia this summer — basketball, kickball, maybe softball — I haven’t decided. I have more 5ks, 10ks, and marathons lined up. I want to take some classes on nutrition. I have a list of tasks/goals I want to accomplish with my body (coming soon).
Losing 100+ pounds will look easy compared to these new goals.
Many people have asked about my plans for the future, specifically the future of the blog. An e-mail I received last week asked:
Are you going to quit posting after you reach your goal?
In addition, some other folks see me reaching my goal weight of under 200 pounds as the climax of this journey. Some think I’ll pack up my bags and come back every now and then to talk about how my life is doing.
That’s not going to happen.
While reaching this 16-month goal is a pretty big deal, it’s just a milestone in the journey, not the journey. If I reach 199 pounds Wednesday it’ll be one mission accomplished and the beginning of a new, tougher, larger one.