Gain, not a loss, this week
Wednesday, July 29, 2015
So I'm up a pound from last week's weigh in. Normally this would cause anxiety, disappointment, GUILT, a wave of fear that... omg, maybe I can't succeed at this after all!
Instead, I'm feeling fine. Really, I did a "gut check" and I'm actually not phased by this. (I might start to feel those other, bad feelings if I continue to gain and/or not lose for weeks on end... but more likely I think I'll look at it as valuable data and evaluate what I might need to change about my current program to get unstuck.)
As it stands, I feel not "stuck," so much as this is a pretty normal part of the ups and downs of losing a significant amount of weight. Nearly 20 pounds IS significant. 10 pounds was 5% of my body weight. So... I'm zeroing in on 10% of my body weight lost... and naturally, my body is like--"wait? this is major... are we sure about this?"
I did all the right things last week, so the scale isn't reflecting anything I should feel "guilty" about. I am pretty sure this is just one of those normal glitches that happen... a plateau, perhaps.
Stuff that was different about last week:
- My calorie range increased slightly due to my consistent level of exercise. However, the amount I am eating basically stayed the same... (I've always tried to average in the lower / mid-range), so this wasn't actually a big change at all - - certainly not big enough to account for a gain rather than a loss.
- I did some hard hiking (vertical) not one, but TWO days last week. Because it felt amazing. So I guess you could say I did increase the amount (or intensity) of the exercise I got in for the week.
Other than that... nothing was particularly different. I tracked my food every day. I exercised 5 days and was active (walking, etc.) on my rest days, too.
I do weigh in each morning - and I only do this because (so far) it is helpful, not harmful. I understand the risk of getting obsessed about the scale, and how it can actually set back your mental game. I've experienced that in past weight loss attempts. But this time, I have been saying to myself very "loudly" and consistently that this is NOT ABOUT LOSING FAST. I set my goals up so that I'll have lost about 40 pounds.... by February. Of course, I'm losing at almost twice that rate--so far. But I'm actually okay if it ends up taking that long. Because it's about the weight, obviously. But it's also about my "forever" lifestyle. So... every week that I eat well... every week that I move more... is an awesome week.
And I do trust that the scale will follow. Not necessarily in a smooth, pleasant, totally predictable stream of 2 pounds gone every week. (I'm lucky that has mostly been the case so far.) But at its own, stair-steppy pace.
So I gained a pound this week. I also know my clothes fit better. I also know I'm doing EVERYTHING right... and in the long run, I'm going to accomplish my goal of living better forevermore... and my weight and physique will (eventually) reflect all the changes I'm working hard on making permanent.