An actual weight not-loss blog from me
Friday, October 26, 2012
I'm stumped. I really am. For the past month I have been eating really carefully (even though I haven't had time to log it) and physically active almost continuously. The proof? My husband has lost 8 pounds. Me? Zero. Nada. Nothing. I'm pretty sure he isn't losing it via osmosis.
We are eating the same thing only he in greater proportions. We have been working the farm and grounds at night together, walking the property for fence repair (very labor intensive). And I've been busy all day, climbing ladders, carrying bundles of shingles, throwing hay, painting buildings. Heavy duty work.
My size 12 pants are practically hanging off me. I actually put on a pair of my 8s and they fit, if a bit snug. My measurements show no change but the muffin top? Gone. The back fat? Gone. The arms? Much more toned. (Oh - and arms are my trigger point. I hate my arms - but I am seeing shoulder definition and much less tricep hang.)
So why is the scale stuck? Every night my husband weighs himself and he keeps losing - on my weight loss plan! The irony is kind of funny.
I'm not sure what to do. I suppose I just need to wait it out. But it is so frustrating. I am happy, actually, with how I look. I kind of want to tone more than lose pounds, so if I keep up the physical work, that should help. But I'd really like to see a number change. I've gotten to where I keep moving the scale to different places in the house to see if the ground levelness will change it. (How sad is that?) But no. 143.8. Not even the ounces will change. Argh!
So here I sit, slimmer definitely, but stuck on a plateau for over a month. Since things are slowing down here, I can start logging everything again. Maybe that will help ....