I try to make all my goals realistic, but sometimes life and my body don't cooperate.
My first goal that I gave myself in January 2011 was to get to 175 by my birthday, Dec. 10th, 2011. That would be 100 pounds down from my highest, 80 pounds down from my current and my lightest adult weight ever. HOWEVER, that was the ideal goal. I would have been satisfied with 50 pounds and to work on the rest later. It just happened that a week before my birthday I got to 175.
Well, now I sit here at 185 ish. I gave myself ONE YEAR to get from 175 to 155 (my end goal initially). Should be easy, right? Gee whiz! I got down to 165 in April and then up to 170 in May. Then I was 172 ish when we went on vacation, up to 190, down to 170 up to 197. I was all over the place!
So, the beginning of this year, hoping a large part of my recent weight gain was water, I hoped to get to 175 by March 9th. Well, not much was water weight. I now will be happy to get to 180 by March 9th.
It doesn't hurt me mentally as I don't really feel I'm in a race and I'm not in danger of quitting because of not meeting my goals as quickly as I hope, but those goals do help me. When I had something solid to work towards, I moved toward it closer. When the goal was more nebulous, I wasn't as committed to it.
My goal IS to be at 165ish-170ish by June 1st. And then we'll just work on fitness (some more) from there.