Eight Day Streak - Don't forget the tortoise and the hare
Monday, April 08, 2013
I've tracked my food every day. I've exercised every day. I've met my calorie goals or been 50 or so calories shy every day. I've drank my water, made wise food choices, my uneaten Cadbury Egg still sits there on my bedside table unmolested. Today was my week one weigh in. Week one, the week where you usually see your biggest loss because of losing "water weight." I slid the scales to the most level part of the bathroom floor, recalculate to zero, stepped on and... drum roll please... I looked down to see a 1.6 pound loss. Really? That's it? 1.6? One point six. Dang.
Well, Jenny, here's what I have to say to you. Remember the tortoise and the hare. Slow, but steady wins the race. I was born 10 days late, I didn't finish my Bachelor's degree until I was 35, my Masters at 45 and my Ph.D at 55. I didn't learn to roller skate until I was 26 (they don't have sidewalks in the country), didn't learn to play guitar until I was 30, didn't adopt my youngest kids until I was 49, didn't publish my first book until this year, if I arrive anywhere 15 minutes early, it's a freak of nature. I am a late bloomer, but I still did those things. It just took a while.
So here's the deal. I am a bloomer, whether it's late or not, I'm still blooming. If I keep plodding along with the scale going south, I will lose the weight I need to lose. It might not be miraculously fast, but it will still happen. I spun the wheel, ate my 250 cal breakfast, posted to the message board, wrote my blog, and I'm polishing off my first two glasses of water as I do this. I only need to lose 13 pounds to hit my healthy BMI milestone goal. If it takes 9 weeks instead of 6 weeks, am I going to be less thankful? Of course not!
Despite the mediocre weight loss, my energy level is higher than it's been in months. I'll take that. My attitude is more joyful. I'll take that. The numbers on the scale are just one thing I'm after with a healthier lifestyle.
Late bloomers are still flowers and I'm thankful that I have the wherewithal to bloom at all! So, guess I'll just keep on plodding along.