LINBUR0100

I am going to be 30 in 2 months. I want kids. I want more than 2 kids. I do not want to have kids after 35. Thus, I really need to get started with the husband thing if I’m going to manage to have 3 kids before I’m 35 :-)

That said, someone set me up with a wonderful, sweet, caring man, who isn’t bad looking, and seems to be crazy about me. So why is it that I’m not crazy about him in return? Granted we’ve only gone out 4 times, so I’m going to give it a while longer, but seems to me like I should be automatically planning the wedding or whatever it is we girls do when we fall for someone too hard and too fast. If I wanted to, I could probably be married to him within the year, so why am I so scared to take the plunge and even let myself get attached to him? Who knows?

Well, my teacher tells me that I’m making huge progress, but I feel like I’m taking forever. I guess it’s cause I usually pick up languages so quickly and with Farsi that hasn’t happened so I’m basically having to learn by rote like I did with Spanish (which I still don’t truly speak, BTW). But as I keep studying and working, I’m gradually recognizing more and more words and phrases that I hear around me, so obviously something is sinking in.

Since the beginning of my weight loss journey in January, I’ve lost a total of 32.7 pounds. Granted, 5.5 of those were in the last couple of weeks since I had been hovering around 30 pounds lost for around 3 months, but still, I’m heading in the right direction, if slowly.

What prompted this change in the last couple of weeks, you ask? Well, I found out that I only have to stay at my company for 3 years to be vested in my company matching contributions to my 401(k). And how does that relate to losing weight? It’s simple; I want to join the foreign service. Now that I know I can feasibly do so in a little over 2 years instead of a little over 4 years, I have no choice but to focus on my goal pretty diligently, and that means getting serious about diet and exercise. And I’m doing great, too. I’ve been getting up by 6:30 every morning and working out. And I’m eating great. I’m not restricting myself from anything; I’m just doing what I should have done all along: eating reasonably. I didn’t have anything sweet besides fruit for about 2 weeks. Then I had baklava, but only a very small portion (which is a huge improvement for me). And I eat all the foods I love (today I had pizza for lunch; dinner will be a Healthy Choice or Lean Cuisine to stay on track)

So I guess the moral of the story is (if there is one) that all I needed to finally get myself truly motivated to succeed was a goal that was close enough to make it feasible.