I've been blogging about my weight loss journey for the past 3 years. I find it cathartic to type about my experiences. I made the leap and got RNY in 2015. I'm excited for the future!! I want to run that marathon some day!
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Wednesday, March 5, 2014
Plateau.
I think I have hit my plateau. No weight loss for going on 3 weeks. I have my official weigh in tomorrow but based on my own scale it has barely moved. At this point I feel indifferent. I know that I have made some mistakes in the past 3 weeks. The week after my big weight loss I went a little food crazy. I have been back on track however for the past 2 weeks now. I've been exercising more than before and staying within my calories most days. I have splurged on pizza one time this week. I ate three pieces instead of two like I should have. I've been drinking diet Pepsi more often and not telling my Dr's (I am bad like that). I don't drink it everyday but I do drink it about three times a week now. I've given up a lot and I don't think a few diet sodas will make that big of a difference. Every other time in my life that I have hit a plateau I end up giving up. It's hard to have a different perspective. I have to reel myself back in every time I want to stray and give up.
I haven't given up for multiple reasons.
1. I've lost 16 pounds! Why in the world would I give up only to regain all of the weight I worked so hard to lose.
2. I've lost lots of inches!! My clothes fit different. I can zip my coat up. I can wrap a towel around my whole body.
3. I've become an inspiration for friends and even my husband! What an honor.
4. I'm now a wonderful example for my children. I have found that Anistyn loves fish and broccoli. She would have never gotten the opportunity to eat either of those if I hadn't changed my diet!
5. I see the start of a different person when I look in the mirror.
This experience has allowed me to build some confidence. I still have a long way to go to be the confident person I want to be but I have made baby steps. None of this means that I won't be discouraged if the numbers don't change. None of this means I wont turn to ice cream to help me out of a funk. What I have realized is that this is a process. It's a long frustrating, joyous, irritating, depriving, happy, triumphant process.
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