New Year. New Body. New Goals.

I am now passed my goal of 125. The last time I stepped on the scale (2 weeks ago) I was 124. Aunt Flo is paying her damn visit right now so I am waiting a week after it ends to weigh myself again. Hopefully the scale gives me a nice surprise ;)
I thought I would be satisfied when I reached my goal. I am not. Please don't get wrong. I am beyond thrilled, happy, joyful and all that gushy gushy crap that I have made it this far. I did this on my own and I proved to myself that if I set my mind on something, I can accomplish it. No matter what the obstacles. This journey has made me a stronger person. A MORE happier person. I have never had this much self esteem in my whole life. I feel like I can conquer anything.

With that said, I have new goals in mind. My first marathon is in March. Not a 5k, not even a half marathon but a full blown freaking 26 mile one! People are too scared to do it with me. I've been asking for 6 months now and zilch. Nada. That's ok. I can do it alone. I want to be that 80 year old grandmother telling her grandchildren she did a marathon during her life.
I want to get down to 115. Yup. 115. Now, I am pretty short. 5'3 to be exact, so I know I wont look emaciated if I lost 10 more lbs. I also want to gain more muscle. WAY more muscle. AND I want to get my certification in personal training by next year. Oh. I can do this. No. I will do this! :)