I realized this week that it's silly for me to dread getting my rings sized so they fit. They don't fit me even though I'm exercising regularly and have been for 7 1/2 months now. It's likely that they won't fit me even when I hit the weight at which they used to fit me. My joints are larger and my fingers are pudgier than they were years ago. So I can just have the rings sized for our anniversary, giving me the pleasure of another item off my list and seeing the rings on my hand again. Double the pleasure with no worries about it taking another year to get to my ultimate goal weight. After all, it's about being healthy on the inside, not just looking good on the outside. And it's worth doing the right way, so I'll keep at it as long as it takes to get there. If my hands look good doing it, that's just another plus for me to enjoy.
Gretchen Rubin’s graduation gift guide
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