I mention those unrelated influences to highlight the fact that a desire for a "nice body" isn't necessarily a prerequisite to significant physical, mental, or emotional health. I wanted my life to improve. Those two things were my conduit, but I soon did realize that my health would eventually need to improve at least somewhat for me to be comfortable. Hell, my original goal weight was 185! When I reached that, I kept going. I felt a hunger and addiction because the results were tangible and I could feel myself changing in every single way, all for the better.