Is anyone else surprised that Christmas is next week? I am. The holiday season, including Thanksgiving, totally sneaked up on me this year. I blame it on being in the hospital. (I have found that I can blame a lot of things on being in the hospital. It’s quite handy, really.) Anyway, I am excited about this Christmas for many reasons, but one is because for the first time in three years, I have the entire week of Christmas off from work! The law firm where I work will be closed, and as work has been insanely busy the past few weeks, I welcome the break and the chance to be with family and celebrate Christ’s birth.
I was thinking the other day about goals to make for the coming year, which of course made me reflect on the goals I made for this year and whether or not I met them. Since I’m sure none of you remember what my goals were (I barely remembered sometimes, haha), here they are:
- Reach my goal weight (between 155-160 pounds). Check.
- Run a half marathon. Check.
- Read through the Bible. Check. (Well, almost. I am 96% of the way there and have no plans to flake out at the finish!)
For the first time in I don’t know when, I actually accomplished all of my goals for the year! Granted, I only made three goals, but still, I am really excited to have actually achieved these things.
I know what you’re thinking. You’re thinking, “Did I miss the blog post wherein Erin rejoiced over reaching her goal weight?” No, dear reader, you did not in fact miss that post, but I have in fact reached my goal weight. The last weigh-in recorded on my blog was October 17, near the very beginning of the illness that I later learned was ulcerative colitis. On that date, I weighed in at 170.8 pounds. This morning, I weighed 157.8 pounds. I’ve lost 13 pounds in the past 9 weeks. At one point after being sick, I was down to 150 pounds (I lost a crazy amount of weight over the span of a few days the first week I was out of the hospital), but over the past 4 weeks I’ve fluctuated between 155-158 pounds, and I am very happy with that.
It feels weird to celebrate this achievement because I didn’t really “achieve” it. I got sick and ended up in the hospital. Still, I am happy that I haven’t gained all of the weight back, and I am happy that I managed to lose 90 pounds on my own before getting sick, so I can look at losing another 13 more with the help of a chronic condition as a gift. A gift that means I now wear a size 12, a size I don’t think I ever wore for any significant length of time. A gift that means I had to go shopping for new clothes. A gift that means I feel a little more comfortable in my own skin.
I still don’t know what my goals for 2013 will be, but I am pretty certain that losing weight will not be one of them. 🙂