Chasing Rainbows

This 

is a picture

of what the 

end of a

rainbow looks like.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The heck you say, that's nothing but a photo of a couple of boxes with what looks like some clothes in one and writing on the lid of the other.  You would be right, of course, but to me it is a pot of gold waiting for me at the end of a rainbow.

 When I was little I remember being very interested in rainbows and pots of gold.  I drew lots of rainbows and always included the requisite pot of gold at the bottom of one side.  My mom encouraged my imagination, pointing out rainbows in the natural world.  I always wondered why we couldn't just hurry and drive or run to one side of the rainbow to get the pot of gold.  They always remained elusive, though. Mom said I'd have to get there before the rainbow disappeared.  Humpf! There always has to be a trick to this stuff, I decided. So the easiest way to realize the goal was to draw rainbows and pots on paper.

I am in the midst of my latest and(could it be?) last quest to get my personal pot of gold.  My pot(s) sit on the shelf of my closet. They are boxes of clothes that are sized 2, 4 and 6 which I wore the last time I was small enough to get into them.  I loved the feeling of wearing those clothes by being the necessary size to do so and to feel comfortable in them and in my skin.  You can never be too rich or too thin, the old saying goes. So, although the gold coins are missing from my pot, zipping up a size 4 pair of shorts is MONEY!

Since February 8th through today, March 21, I've lost 20lbs. Yes I feel better about myself, no doubt about that, but the better feeling is that I have made a substantial dent in my journey.  Ideally I will lose another 60 - 65 pounds before I'm done and the pot is mine to wear again.

The other day I took down the boxes and lifted out the clothes piece by piece.  They look like doll clothes to me now. They may as well be for how small I will have to be to get into them again.

The rainbow path is filled with hard work and exercise. I have new tools at my disposal to make it to my goal before the colorful vapors can dissipate and leave me wondering why I ever believed my mom about chasing rainbows and pots of gold.

No luck involved here, just perseverance.