Saturday, April 27, 2013
What is it about the last ten pounds that sounds so...different?
You hear all the time that the last ten pounds is the hardest to lose. I think that may be true. The weight is definitely taking longer to come off these days. It's taking two or three weeks for a pound to come off now, instead of the pound a week that I had grown accustomed to. My knee-jerk reaction is to cut back on calories and increase my exercise. While I might be able to burn those last ten off quickly that way, I doubt it would STAY off. In fact, I bet it would come back before the end of the Summer.
What I've learned is to be okay with slow progress. I'm not going to say I LIKE slow progress...because I don't. In fact, I hate it. Originally, I wanted to be done by April 24th, my 40th birthday, but that didn't happen and I had to be okay with that. Now, I'm focusing on the end of Summer. If I don't set a deadline for myself, I will feel no sense of urgency. So, I picked an arbitrary date this time, because deadlines with meanings don't really help me much. They just make me feel like a dork when I don't meet them.
I'll be going out of town tomorrow to celebrate my birthday. We'll be staying on the coast at a vegan spa. So, no worries about messing up my goals. I'll be eating good things and walking all over the place...all day...until my feet feel like they're going to fall off. I've scouted out the town for possible food temptations. There are a few steak houses that are definitely not my cup of tea, and then the rest seem to be very health conscious.
But back to those ten pounds. It seems like such a manageable number. At the same time, I think if it takes three weeks per pound...that's 30 weeks...which is more than half a year. Gawd, I hope it's not half a year. I know I said I was okay with a slow journey...but that's just TOO slow. Late October? Gah...no. *Sigh*
At any rate, that's where I stand. I'm happy...and I'm frustrated all at the same time.
Guess I'll just have to keep moving forward.