Goals – large and small

Some friends have asked what my goals are. Besides the usual world peace, clean water for all and the invention of the perfect pair of red leather shoes, there are a few things I am aiming for here. Some are completely shallow, some are deep and others are just things that mean something to me. Enjoy

1. I really, really miss being able to look down and see my feet. Although they are a clod hopping size 10 and often seem to help me trip over thin air rather than allowing me to glide gracefully through life, you can get awfully tired of looing down adn just seeing your stomach. I am looking forward to seeing my feet again, hopefully by Christmas 2009.
2. Having some choice in clothes. I was talking about dress colours today and someone said “oh, but you’d look nice in a tangerine colour”. Now, this may be true, however, when your arse is large enough to be assigned its own postcode, tangerine is not going to look good. Nothing really looks good and you know it. At the moment I am size 24 and this reduces your choice considerably. I am looking forward to buying off the rack in the “normal” clothes shops and not having to battle with the well meaning sales girls in the “larger sized” stores when they tell me to celebrate my curves by wearing a sequined miniskirt. No one, myself included, wants to see that particular vision. So, being down to a size 20 or 18 by Christmas 2009 is also in the plan.
3. Ok, those who a squeamish, don’t read this one. It would be nice to now that my pubic hair is there by just having a quick glance, rather than having to go hunting for it under an apron of stomach fat. Nice, eh?
4. When I go to NZ in December, I want to be comfortable for the plane trip. Having a bottom that fits in the seat without hanging over into the aisle and/or my fellow passengers would be nice.
5. It would be nice not to spend the last 10-20 years of my life suffering from nasty weight related conditions, like heart disease, diabetes, kidney problems etc. Considering this is meant to be the time I am meant to be retired and enjoying myself, sitting around a variety of Drs surgeries and hanging out in hospitals isn’t up there on my list of “fun ways to spend time”.
6. It would be nice to just have an extra 10 years, rather than getting buried a lot earlier than planned from  something in the list of things in point 5.
7. It would be nice to get up in the morning, look at myself in the mirror and not immediately hate everything I see. Sad but true fact – I’ve been practicing for the last 15 years.
8. Run the City to Surf again. I ran it a few times in my 20s and really enjoyed it. I am 40 next year, so I think that’s a great thing to aim for.
9. I want to walk the Kokoda Track next year in September. This will be hard enough without lugging an extra 45kg backpack of fat with me.
10. My wedding ring is tight on my finger, which I hate. I know this is going to make every cynic out there make vomit noises, but I’m proud to be Tim’s wife and having a wedding ring that is almost too tight to wear really brings me down. Having my ring finger back to a comfortable size by my 40th next year is my aim.
11. Being able to wear a bra that doesn’t look like some kind of construction scaffolding. Also, not ending up with marks from afore mentioned bra in my skin that looks like I’ve been branded with something. Nothing shows  marks like that more than rolls of back fat.