Originally we all thought they would have a long engagement. However, my son feels the need to "make it official" right away (no, she's not pregnant, at least not that I'm aware of). So the wedding date is now September 14th. This year. As in, a little over four months from now.
This presents a bit of a problem for me. And it's a problem completely of my own making. See, had I been a little more diligent about eating right and working out, I would be a lot closer to my goal weight of 135 or 140. As it stands, I'm hovering right around 188. Which, while better than my original 198, is not anywhere close to where I envision myself at my son's wedding. Lucky for me the bride's color scheme includes plum, which is a whole lot more forgiving than a lighter color would be.
So, now I'm revising my weight loss goals once again. No longer is bathing sit season a concern. Heck, I'll just hang out at my usual beach where there are plenty of people larger and less attractive than myself to help my plunging self-esteem. No, the new focus is a 40 pound weight loss or to fit in a size 8 our 10 by the day of the blessed event. Extreme? Possibly. Doable? I think so. At least, I hope so.
Don't get it twisted. I'm not in the least upset about the kids moving the wedding date up. In fact, I'm grateful. Who knows how long my self-imposed lethargy would have gone on if they hadn't? It would seem I needed a new goal to get me off my lazy ass and get motivated again.
Besides, with all of the planning and preparation it's going to take to get this shindig put together, I sincerely doubt I'm going to have a while lot of time to rest on my oversized laurels (what exactly is a "laurel" as it applies to resting anyway, And do they come in larger sizes?)