Reasons to lose weight

Despite what I've said in a previous post about being obsessed with how I look, as I get older, I find that losing weight is less and less about looks, and more about health. I can't claim that the desire to look good has left me entirely, but it's definitely become less of a priority. When I made my first serious attempt, twenty odd years ago, it was all about getting smaller for my wedding day. I lost seven stone that time. The marriage didn't last. Neither did the weight loss!

However, while they are mostly health based, some of my motivations are still pretty daft and trite. I refer you to guitar based reasons further below. 

First though, the sensible ones. I am so breathy when I walk any distance at all these days. I get sweaty and out of breath really quickly and that doesn't sit well with me, especially when this time last year my marathon training meant that I could run sixteen miles on a Saturday morning. Even my five minute walk to the train station bums me out sometimes these days.

I also want to have better breath and tone when I sing. Losing weight would be a big help there. My voice is changing with age as it is. I'd like to preserve it as long as I can. 

I recently bouught a gorgeous Fender jumbo acoustic guitar. Seriously, it's a true thing of beauty. Isn't it gorgeous!

I want to be smaller so it actually looks jumbo on me. At the moment, I'm so big that it looks like a normal sized guitar. I love the look of a tiny woman with a big guitar. I'm only five foot two, I could be that petite woman with the massive guitar if I was a sensible weight/size.

Back to a sensible reason again. I want to stop a lot of health worries especially as regards my heart. I want to be healthy and live for years with TMM.

Now a reason based in vanity. TMM is six foot tall and a lot lighter than me. I'd like to look small compared to him. I want to feel small and feminine compared to him. I want to weigh less than him for a change. I know I don't have to be smaller or lighter than him to feel feminine, and he's never intimated that my weight makes him see me as anything less than a gorgeous, sexy woman. It's entirely about me, my self image. He supports and loves me, regardless of how my weight fluctuates. He wants me happy and healthy, that's all.

The Main Man and I are talking about going on holiday in a few months. Nothing's decided yet, but I'd like my arse to be at least a couple of sizes smaller before I attempt to fit it in a seat on an economy airline flight.

I'd also like to stop feeling self conscious when I leave the house. When I go out, I tend to feel as if people are looking at me. In my sensible head, l'm sure they're not. I'm sure they have better things to look at and think about. But I don't tend to dress conservatively. My clothes are bright, I love coloured DMs and I wear hats, so I don't hide myself, fat or not. Still, it would be lovely to dress as I want to, hats, DMs, shawls and all, without being so aware of my size. Then if someone on the street took exception to my appearance, which has happened, it wouldn't be to berate me for my size, just my fashion sense.  

I like to look a bit different, which seems contradictory when I also say I want to be less self conscious, I suppose. But I like to have my own style, not look like someone who's just copied a magazine picture (not that I'm going to look like a magazine model at five foot two and morbidly obese. Even a plus size one). I love my clothes sense. I love carrying an old fashioned wicker shopping basket instead of a recyclable bag. I just want to have my own unique style and not worry about my size.

Quite a few reasons there. Let's see if they're enough to keep me motivated.