July 14, 2012
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(written on 4 March 2013)
There really is only one spectacular story (at least to me) today and it started last night. As I weighed myself just before going to bed, the scales showed 82.8 kgs, a mere 800 grams removed from my target weight of 82.0. Then, as I got up in the middle of the night, I was so curious about my weight (obsession? you don't say!) that I weighed myself again and it had gone down to 82.4 kgs. This was getting so very close to my target weight. This morning, after my shower, I stood on the scales again, expecting my weight to have gotten even closer to the target but not expecting it quite yet. But... there it was. 82.0 is what it said. I had reached my target. I had actually lost 21 kgs over the past five months. I was stunned and elated at the same time, couldn't quite believe that I did it, but happy enough to immediately tell Daniel (who was awake but still lying on his air bed and who reacted with his trademark indifference)... and then go out for my breakfast muffin and coffee (the above pic was taken outside the Coffee Company.) I posted a graph of the decline of my weight on Facebook and immediately the reactions and congratulations started coming in. It felt super!
As for the rest of the day, there was a surprise visit to Amsterdam from my cousin Peggy. I hadn't seen Peggy for at least fifteen years even though we'd been staying in touch (as one does these days) via Facebook and before that via her and mine blog. Yesterday she sent me a message saying that she was planning on being in Amsterdam today for a visit to FOAM, the photography museum, so we agreed to meet up on Dam Square and from there we walked to FOAM together and had a look at the exhibition. We also decided to have some lunch there afterwards and just a very nice time catching up. Peggy has started a photography course in Eindhoven and I think she's struggling just a bit with how difficult the course is and how much home work there is to be dealt with. I'm envious that she's doing it but I can imagine it's not easy. After FOAM we walked towards Huis Marseille, where Peggy was going to see another exhibition that I'd already seen so that's where we said our goodbyes again, promising that it wouldn't take another fifteen years before we saw each other again. I went home, got some towels and a book to read and went to Deco for a relaxed afternoon of enjoying the achievement of reaching the 82 kilograms target.
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