In January, Nick, Bear, and I are heading to Wisconsin for a few weeks while he does some teaching for his work. The result will be a fairly major bonus. Yesterday, I asked him via text if we could go to Comicon with some of the money. "We will see" was his response.
Following a spectacular evening seeing Toy Story 3 on Ice with Julie (mother-in-law), Emily (sister-in-law), Champ (nephew), and Bear, Nick and I had a chat about it.
"What's your ultimate goal weight?" he asks.
"150," I reply.
"Wow...that's a lot. Here's the deal. You want motivation and you want to go to Comicon? Get down to 160 by the end of January and we'll go to Comicon. That way we're BOTH working toward it." he says.
"Great idea! And a blue dress so I can make a TARDIS costume" I excitedly respond.
"Okay," he chuckles.
Now, that's 34 lbs away from my weight on Monday, so it's a fairly loftly goal. But I REALLY want to go to Comicon...bad...This is probably the best motivation he could have come up with. If I hit goal and we go, I'm totally camping out to go into the Doctor Who panel!
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