Do you ever find yourself getting complacent? Becoming content after losing x amount of weight? I felt that today. Even the victory with the scale, after realising I haven't been this "small" <HAHAHAHA> in years, like 10, I almost didn't work out. There was a part of me that was very satisfied to have come this far and I don't know how to describe it, except to say for more than a few moments, I was just content to stay at 220. Is this just me? Do I have some sort of odd behaviour? Is this something we all struggle with? I'm healthier than I have been in years. I'm happier with myself, physically, than I have been in years. I know this will continue, as LONG AS I KEEP WORKING at it. I don't have a deadline. Sure, I'd like to be smoking hot and able to walk into any store this holiday season <2007> and know they'll have my size. But if it doesn't happen by then, well, it doesn't happen by then. But for a while today, I just wanted to sit on my laurels and bask in my accomplishments, and go NO FURTHER. Thankfully, I went ahead and worked out, kept my meals on track today, but it's still there. The desire to say "I'm done, I'm happy right here, right now". I would have been content too, for a little bit, until I gained some weight back, until whatever, then it would have started again. I never want to go through the whole mental accounting within myself again. That mental thing we all have to go through at some point, which is basically, "You have got to do something, either continue on, getting fatter by the year, or lose it once and for all".
Anyway, I was just wondering if I'm the only odd duck?