I haven't written anything lately because... well, there's just been nothing to discuss. I am stuck on a frustrating plateau again - I've been holding at 255 for over two weeks now. No one seems to know or understand why it's happening, not even Aby. I can't use my "cycle" as an excuse this time, heh.
We discussed this last night on the way home from the gym (we walk, it's 3/4 of a mile - great way to cool down), and Aby seems to think that I'm not eating enough, even though I'm following SP's guidelines. I'm eating WAY too much protein, which you would THINK would be a good thing, but a warning popped up that it can also cause weight gain. Which... I don't need. So, I decided to link my fitness tracker to the nutrition tracker and try it that way. I was very much against doing that at first because it requires me to eat WAY more calories, carbs, etc., than I can possibly handle, and it severely restricts me on non-fitness days.... but does it really? I don't really eat that much on some days, so with some planning I could probaby manage it.
I don't know. I'm going to try it for a while and see what happens.
I did go down to 253 today, but I've been down there (and past it) before, only to zoom back up stubbornly and stay there, so clearly I've done something wrong. Not sure of what, though.
There are other, non-numercial, changes happening, though:
- Aby says that he's able to "hold" me much better. That is, there's less of me to get in the way. :)
- I had to go shopping this past weekend for new clothes. I can now fit into an Old Navy 18 easily. I can ALMOST fit an Ann Taylor 16. Tried this morning, got 'em buttoned and zipped, but then tore the inner lining out when I tried to sit down. Uh, whoops. :) (embarrassed look) They're still wearable but I'm waiting until they fit easily before trying again. If my back were to the wall, I'd say I was a 17. If there was such a size.
- I have an UnderArmour sports bra (the REALLY expensive kind) that says 38DD, because that's the highest they go. Because I'm, uh, well endowed in the front, I need something while working out so that I don't smack myself in the face, heh. When I first bought it a month ago, I had to buy a bra extender to make it fit properly (I was a 42DD when I bought it). This week... I can put it on with NO bra extender, and it hasn't stretched out enough in a month to make that the cause... so. Something is going on. It must be.
- I'm getting comments at work about how much I've lost and how good I look, so... something must be happening.
I keep reminding myself that losing weight isn't all numerical, that these changes aren't just coincidental. But it can be really hard sometimes when I get on the scale and see no progress, at least not in black and white terms. It's really hard when I see Aby's numbers - he seems to just be melting away, ugh - but then I remind myself that we're different. Different genders, different weights, different reasons for doing this, different points in the journey.
We're not the same, so why would our weight loss be?
He is still my rock and my number one supporter. I couldn't do this without him. :)
I am in sight of that first major goal - 250 pounds. I haven't been 250 pounds since.... I don't know, decades. I haven't been a size 16 since high school. But it's all within my reach. If I can just push in, press on, keep going....
I can do this. I CAN.