Do you have a goal that you’ve been working to accomplish? Does it seem that the harder you work toward it, the farther away it seems to be?
Sometimes trying to accomplish a goal is like eating a bowl of spaghetti. You take a bite and the pasta grows to fill the hole you thought you’d made!
The pasta growth is a perfect example for me to use today because my goal is to get back to my “Goal Weight.” I had a potluck at my house yesterday – and lasagna was the main dish. It was soooo good! But, this morning at TOPS, it showed up as .75 of a pound on the scale!!
I was the Queen of the State of Montana TOPS (Take Off Pounds Sensibly) back in I don’t remember when… 2013 or so. Earned that status by reaching my goal weight and in the process losing 30+ pounds that had crept up on me over about a 30 year period.
Then like that pasta that fills the void, over the next few years, ten of those pounds have crept back on. My body has settled at this and decided it likes this place on the scale. Well, I don’t!
Arguing with Self & Others
Some of my TOPS friends tell me I should change my goal weight. Afterall Jan, at 80 you’re not supposed to look like you did at 30! Well, that’s not my goal. I just wanna look and feel like I did when I had 10 pounds less than I do now. Thirty was nice, but it’s unrealistic for me now. I’d look gaunt!
Here I am almost 50 years ago when my daughter (who will be 52 tomorrow) was about five years old. (Yes, I sewed our matching dresses. Awww… how cute!)
Well, she doesn’t look like that anymore, so why should I? Here we are now:
Still got that sparkle. Still love each other to the moon and back. Both still healthy and thanking God daily for our vitality and ability to travel and spend time with each other annually (DeAna lives in Switzerland).
So Why Argue?
When I was ten pounds lighter, my clothes looked better on me. I was able to bend down and tie my shoes without getting out of breath. (Yes, 10 extra pounds makes that kind of difference). I had lower blood pressure. I felt better about myself. So, it’s a goal worth persuing – and an accomplishment worth keeping. This yo-yo-ing is not good for me… 2 lbs down in two weeks and the one week later it’s back. (Why does it come back so much faster than it comes off?)
Here I am with my granddaughter, Hope,
when I was on my way down – almost to my goal weight.
And my sis, Sally, and my hubby Bob with me at goal weight.
Keep the Tiny Spark Glowing!
The goal you are striving to accomplish may not be a big fiery flame for all to see, but a tiny spark that whispers to you. You know you can do it. The spark keeps whispering, “You can do this! Don’t give up!” Keep the spark alive.
Other people may not think it is important … whatever that personal goal is… but YOU DO! And so it is worth persuing. Stick with it!
Keep going! You got this!
I was TOPS biggest loser last week.
I can do it again.
Keep those damn pounds off.
Forget about that pasta hole!!
Eat less carbs.
See ya tomorrow.
Comments on: "That Tiny Spark" (13)
You CAN do it, momma! Make sure you’re entering your food into your Fitbit app and wear it faithfully. It helps!!! I love you! 💕😘❤️
Thanks, DEDe. I need to get an updated FitBit. Mine is about 5 years old and doesn’t do the trick. I can just journal food intake and use the walking app on my phone for now.
God bless her age 🙋♂
The photos of you and your daughter–so wonderful, tears welling up.
Thank you! I love your heart-felt comments. You make my day!
Oh I’m so glad you like my comments–some people think they’re “too much”, but they’re 100% sincere. God bless you today–we’re almost to the weekend!
My life has 6 Saturdays and a Sunday! It’s one of the gifts of “The Golden Years.” BTW, as far as I am concerned, your comments never are “too much.” I sense the sincerity… and it means a lot to me. Thank you!! <3
You are such a blessing to me, Jan…the reason the photos of you and your daughter got to me, is that I didn’t have that kind of relationship…my mom openly despised me. So if we lived closer, I’d bribe you (with desserts) to ‘adopt’ me…though I’m probably too old at 67 (next month) 🙂 <3
Never too old for a loving relationship! But I’d have been a pretty young 13 year old mom. How about I be your AuntieJan instead?
I’ll take it, and with Grateful JOY! Thank you, Auntie Jan–much love sent your way tonight!!! <3 <3 <3
PS: I’m retired too, but still look forward to the weekend…and I start Sunday on Saturday, as I attend online church services…and if they’re really good, I can always go back for more, early Sunday a.m. 🙂
Inspirational as ever
Thank you, Derrick.