I was just thinking how easy it is to lose sight of the joy of weight-loss in the midst of the battle to lose it. I don’t want to forget the elation … the joy that I felt as I put my size 24’s away. I don’t want to get so caught up in the battle that I forget to enjoy the potential for happiness in each stage of weight-loss. Wouldn’t it be a shame if in the Quest for a size 12 that size 16 was totally unappreciated? When I worked in an obgyn clinic… I would weight beautiful women of all different sizes… all day long. None of them were happy with their weight… none. I hope that we can all appreciate our individual beauty at every stage of weight-loss and that we can enjoy each and every minute of our journey.

I’ve been obsessing about STILL being over 200 lbs instead of enjoying that I am ALMOST under 200 lbs… and it hit me like a ton of brick… Darcy… enjoy 201 just as if it were your ultimate goal instead of thinking night and day about 199.

When I jump on the scale Tuesday at my annual/girl thang appointment … the nurse is going to think that I’m insane because I am going to be happy with my weight even if the numbers are still over 200 because I worked hard for those numbers!

Thanks for posting this Darcy. I felt like you were talking about me. I obsessed so much about getting under 200, now I am obsessing about getting into the 180's. I keep fluctuating between 190 and 191.5. My problem is that I am so busy weighing myself everytime I pee, that I am not enjoying where I am at in my weight loss. Thanks for the wake up call.

Now, can you get me to stop weighing myself everytime I go potty?

Excellent post, Miss Darcy. You're right -- it's so easy to get stuck thinking about how far we might be from our goal weight, instead of how far we've come, even those readers who are not yet banded but who have come a long way in their emotional journeys. Brava!