It took five months. But today I achieved my target weight. I’m finally at a “normal” weight, instead of “overweight,” for my height, according to the standards of the Body Mass Index.
I’ve lost 25 pounds since March 1. That’s an average of about a pound a week, which is the pace at which weight-loss experts say you can keep it off.
My diet plan is in this previous post. My exercise is five times a week, at least 45 minutes each time – hiking, swimming, walking, elliptical, kayaking, water aerobics. The other crucial element was relaxation methods, because so much of my eating was sheer nerves or boredom.
I actually hit my target weight on Saturday, but I don’t count the weight as “achieved” unless I hit it three days in a row.
And today was the third day.
To celebrate, I wore a pair of extremely short, skimpy shorts to the grocery store.
Tom growled appreciatively.
Today’s penny is a 2001. I think that’s the last time I weighed this little.