‘Set goals, not resolutions’.

Just something one of my friends posted on their Facebook pages the other day.  It resonated with me.

I’m sick of making hollow resolutions, I have the best of intentions but often life gets in the way and I end up feeling like a failure for my resolve faltering.

This year, however, I have decided to set a goal.  A real, tangible, goal.

My little sister is getting married in September of this year, I will stand by her side as her matron of honour.  My goal for this year, is to be a lot slimmer than I am now.

35 weeks.

8 Months.

My ideal goal then, will be 200lbs.

I’m currently at 248lbs.

I want to be 200lbs for her wedding – that’s 13lbs less than I even was for my own wedding.

1-1.5lbs per week would hit that target.  It seems achievable, but we all know how that works out…

Not that I need an added incentive, but the lighter I am, the more likely it is that we’ll be able to conceive – that needs to be at the front of my head every time I go to take a bite!

It’s not going to be easy, in fact, it’s going to be hard as hell.

But that’s my goal…and today? Today my resolve is strong…

I’ll be back in this dress by September!