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After some thought, I finally figured out my next mini-goal reward: a pair of black slingbacks for work. I’d been wanting some work-appropriate black sandals, so once I reached my five-pound mini-goal, they were mine.

I’m not allowing myself to buy any more clothes until I hit my next five-pound mini-goal (or, as I thought of it until quite recently, Goal). I actually have several hundred dollars socked away in a savings account called “Goal 170″ that I opened a few years back, but now I’m confused about whether I should use it when I reach 170 or when I reach Goal — currently 160. As a reminder, I’m 5’10”.

(Mel, the director of my work’s Fitness Center, told me that she’s guessing 163 will be where I ultimately stabilize, and that I’d look unhealthy if I went much below that. We’ll see if she’s right! …Eventually.)

I’m teetering on the edge of the “normal” (aka “healthy”) weight range for my height. This is kind of a big deal for me, so I’ve been telling anyone who would give a shit — partially because, well, go me, but also to keep me accountable. I’m telling everyone that I’m a normal weight for the first time in my adult life, but that I still have fifteen pounds to lose before I’m where I want to be.

Yes, I know that everyone’s different… but the weight ranges and BMI calcs are based on statistical analysis of health issues at varying weights, so I’m perfectly OK with using those as overall goals for my own fitness journey. Like I told Mel, once I actually reach my target weight, then I’ll start focusing on things like body composition, body fat percentage, things like that. For now, I’m just totally stoked to be so close to my goal, and finally — finally! — feeling comfortable in my own skin. Mostly.

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