I was having a moment tonight as I looked at my bulges in the mirror and wondered where I am going with this whole foods thing. I wondered a little about my *real* goals. I mean, yeah, there is a number. There is a clothing size. There is "weight loss" and "fitness" and "look good". But the *real* reason I am doing this is for my health.
And I pondered: what is health, anyway? I mean, there is the Health At Any Size movement that says health doesn't have to be about weight. There are people who view their activity level as their measure of health. My own definition of health has evolved over time. And as I experience life, my idea of health and goals for myself are ever changing.
I want health; to me, it is *all* about longevity and quality of life. I want to live a long, long time. I want to see all of my children grow up and get married if they so choose. I want to know and love my grandchildren. I want them to remember me. But I want more than just a long life; I want to enjoy it.
My goals now include things like mobility, ability to do the activities I enjoy, and being strong. I want to be independent. Pain-free, too. I want to look in the mirror and *see* my vision of health: shiny hair, sparkling eyes, a vibrant smile, glowing skin. I want to see some muscle on this body instead of just fat rolls. I want to *feel* good. My health is not just the absence of disease. It's much, much more to me. That's what I am working for and that's what keeps me going.
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