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I recently posted this, but thought I would transfer it to a permanent page so it doesn’t get lost, so I can keep reminding myself and add to the many reasons as they occur to me.

• I don’t want to have diabetes. I don’t want to have to take medication or insulin to keep it under control.
• I want to be the healthiest diabetic person I can be.
• I want to be a healthy role model for my daughters. I feel like I have a lot of karma to work off for the years of being an unhealthy one.
• I don’t want my physician husband to have to feel “concerned” about me and my health because I am overweight.
• I’d love to be able to randomly order clothes from a catalog or at a store and feel pretty confident that they will fit and/or look good on me.
• I want physical activity to feel good, not to feel like torture.
• I want to have energy, not feel like a couch potato.
• I know I will die someday, but when I do, I want to feel that I did not contribute to my death by having unhealthy habits. I used to have a recurring dread nightmare that I would die of a stroke or heart attack, and when they did an autopsy they would find that my heart was encased in fat like a big butterball.  And people would shake their heads and say, She brought this on herself. I want to feel that I truly did all I could do to keep myself healthy.
• I feel a lot bouncier overall when I weigh less  – physically and emotionally.
• I want to find better ways of dealing with my emotions other than eating stuff.
• I want to not be disgusted with myself.
• I want to fit into a very specific beautiful purple T-shirt, the first present my husband ever gave to me (1986). It is one of my dearet possessions. It is still in pristine condition but at the moment my daughter has taken it because it fits HER but not me. I want it back and to be a realistic part of my wardrobe. For this to happen, I need to weigh what I did in 1986 which is about 25 lbs away.