A couple years ago (10--but who's counting?) I put on a few extra pounds (50+ --but who's counting?) I spent the last few years carefully and slowly taking the weight back off. And I was pretty pleased with how I looked and felt.
But then last fall . . .
I allowed myself to wallow in anxiety and regained 26 of those hard fought 55 pounds.
I needed some sort of outside motivation to help me get back on track and once again purge myself of the extra padding. Yesterday, I found my motivation. I e-mailed my beautiful daughter to enlist her help:
"Of all the good reasons for me to continue trying to lose a few pounds (you know, for my health 'n crap like that . . . ) here is the most compelling reason of all--
Next June I get to have my driver's license renewed. In my current photo, my head is so fat (decidedly not "phat") and geometric that I look like Sponge Mom Square Head. Let's hope for better next year.
Every time I want to party hearty with my BFF (Pepperidge Farm cookies) pleeeeeeease remind me of that driver's license photo . . .
Oh yeah, and my health 'n crap too . . . "
She messaged me back:
"I understand about the license thing, those pictures always suck. But not for you because you'll look fabulous!
And that is the most important reason for losing weight. Health shmealth : ) "
She has earned her place on my payroll.