I hate being obsessive about anything. And, generally speaking, I'm not.
I don't care if my house is a little cluttered or if the vacuum hasn't been run for a few days.
I can't tell you the last time I dusted. (But I know the last time it happened, Jim did it.)
It doesn't bother me to wait and wash the supper dishes the next morning.
There's almost always a pile of dirty clothes beside my bed. (Mostly because I get ready for bed in the dark because Jim's already asleep.)
If the clothes on the closet shelves are a little haphazard, that's okay.
The only reason I keep the car cleaned out is because Jim has to drive for his carpool.
I go out with wet hair and without make-up on.
But numbers have become very important to me...even to the point of being obsessed with them.
I keep track of calories like nobody's business. I don't make a food choice in a restaurant without at least worrying about how many calories it will "cost." And if I can check the nutrition guide ahead of time, I do.
I keep track, to the second, of how long I walk each day.
I keep track of how far I go (to the extent that I can).
And I keep track of my pace.
And the number of days each week that I walk.
I step on the scales daily for the weight numbers and weekly (or so) I check the body fat numbers.
There's the number of repetitions I do with the conditioning exercises. And I try to go above the goal number on most of them.
I watch the numbers as my clothing size goes down.
You want to know what number totally made my day today?
That was my weight this morning. It means I broke through the 25-pound mark.
You want to know another number that overwhelmed me today?
75 and counting.
That's how many people have "liked" my FB status from this morning where I announced the 25 pounds gone.
I can't begin to explain how incredible it is to have that tangible show of support. This is, for the most part, such a solo undertaking. Yes, I have my support crew - Jim, Sandi, Matt, Kim - who cheer me on. But for the most part, this is a quiet endeavor. The progress is slow and hard to see on a daily basis.
So I just wanted to say thank you. It means so much to know there are people pulling for me. It truly gives me the inspiration to keep going.