As you can probably tell, this post is going to be a bit like a spoiled rotten child stomping their feet and throwing a temper tantrum. Ready? Hear we go...
First lets talk about my new bike. I almost didn't get my new bike yesterday, everything that could have gone wrong, did. My husband needed to be at his office at a certain time, and we were already running late. We went downstairs with the boys and started getting ready to leave. The dog and fish needed fed and cared for, my oldest had on the wrong shoes, my baby was who knows where and my husband was tapping his feet. I ended up slamming the garage door to keep my son from leaving with the wrong shoes on and my husband internalized my action as me being out of control and "losing it" so he left without me because he "didn't want to be with me" while I was so "crazy". Whatever.
I decided to put both of the boys in the car myself and go. After a change of shoes, and putting the dog away we piled into the car. I then realized that I forgot the packages I needed to mail. I left the boys in the car with a movie and ran back inside. Once I was ready to leave, my phone rings, it's my husband who wants to know if it is safe to come home. We decide that we will meet him somewhere on the way to the bike store and I quickly pull out of the garage. THEN, I realize as I am pulling out that several boxes stored in the garage had fallen on top of and behind the van. So my husband is waiting and I am still at home re-organizing our garage. Once done with my rearranging, I take off only to realize that I don't even know where this place it. No problem, I'll just type it into my GPS. Well, good old Natalie the Navigator doesn't know where the shop is. (This could go on forever, how 'bout I just wrap this up?) So to make an even longer story shorter, after several meeting places gone wrong, my husband and I are finally together and we eventually find the store. THANK GOD. Once inside the store everything went smoothly. Thinking to myself last night, "Take THAT Satan, you tried your darndest to keep me from getting a bike to help me become healthy!". THEN, he decided to fight back and threw two hours worth of thunderstorms our way. I never got to ride last night.
So, here is my serious HUMPH. I have been trying major-ly hard at this weight loss stuff for almost two months now, and for the past 4 weeks I have seen NO loss on the scale. I just don't get it! I am seriously about to scream, stomp my feet, and pull my hair out. Why, why, why, why, WHY? I am eating totally different from before...more veggies, fruit...consuming a lot less calories...and I am still nursing my son! I really expected to see some serious weight loss by now. I am starting to feel like it just isn't going to happen. Why "suffer" through having to obsess about every morsel that goes into my mouth when I can eat whatever I want without the scale changing? Okay, okay, I know, I am healthier now, I get that. BUT why in the heck have I gained a pound over the past three days of eating really well? I read about other bloggers and their awesome weight loss and how they are doing it. I am honestly so happy for everyone who is breaking free from the fatty barbed wire, but why in the heck isn't it working for me!? This really stinks. I am soooooooo frustrated.
Today is going to be a BAD day.
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Lynn, I always worry when someone says they are close to giving up. So, here's the short story: if what you're doing now isn't working, you'll have to do something else. I can't remember if you are going to w.w. or following another plan. But there's always something even a little different that you can do. And little changes do make a difference (check my blog entry this morning.) I really needed the guidance from w.w. even though I knew a great deal about weight loss (and I was a nurse, for goodness sake!) And yes, I agree, I sometimes get tired of obsessing over every morsel that goes in my mouth, but the trade-off is worth it, believe me. And I am jealous because if you can do this now, you will have gained 20 or so healthy active years over me!
Try something new!
Thanks so much for your advice Debby, I really appreciate it. I am going to try to exercise as much as possible to try to get past this plateau. Even though I want to throw in the towel, I actually feel more determined then ever.
Ditto what Debbie said! Don't give up. You have to find what works for YOU. Everyone is different. Different things work for different people. If what you're doing is not working...change something BUT don't give up. You'll find what works!
Thanks Cristina.
I think that Cristina is right when she says that you have to find what works for you, personally. Earlier today I was writing about how I am tweaking Weight Watchers to suit my own personal situation. Sometimes what's right for the masses isn't what works for you as an individual. I also agree with your plan to exercise regularly as part of your efforts to bust through this plateau. Sometimes I think exercise really is the most important factor in weight loss!
Well it's obvious whatever you are doing isn't working so I too am all for trying something different. Also, make sure you are eating enough. I know that sounds wierd but if you don't take in enough calories your body basically goes into starvation mode and holds on to everything it can.
Good luck and I really hope you find something that will work for you. Don't give up!
Awww... hang in there. Women's bodies just act crazy sometimes. But if you continue with the healthy eating and exercising... the weight WILL come off. I would forget about the scale for awhile. It can drive us crazy if we let it.
You can, you will. God is bigger than the stubborn fat, thunderstorms, etc. Go back and read your first blog entry, and see how far you've come on the road to be healthy. If it were only about the size of our bodies, it might seem rational to give up. But it's not. It's about your health, your life, and that's WORTH being patient with your body!! It'll happen, Lynn. Just hang in there :)
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