I wish I had some good news to share today, but alas today is not the day for good news.
I actually got out of bed all eager today, because today is scale day. I’ve had three weeks in a row of weight-loss and this past week I kept up the same patterns. For the first time in forever I wasn’t getting an upset stomach before getting on the scale. Figures just when you start to get past something is when you get blindsided.
I was hoping for a loss of 1.4 pounds, which would mean I’d met my very first goal of 15%. I didn’t lose 1.4 pounds, I didn’t lose a single ounce, in fact I gained 1.8 pounds!!! What the _ _ _ _!!! How is this possible!! Well obviously I ate more calories than I thought!! I’m certain I’ve gained more muscle, which I know weighs more, but come on.
I’ll admit I cried, pretty uncomfortably for a couple of minutes and I’m fighting them again right now. Why is it in these moments of feeling like an utter failure your mind fills with all kinds of evidence to back it up. While I was feeling miserable I thought for a second that it would be a good idea not to workout this morning. That feeling of possibly giving up is what stopped my tears. I knew immediately that I would work out and that I wouldn’t give up. Although I certainly feel like I’ll be heavy forever, I’m not going to stop trying to get rid of it!! I’m going to keep fighting.
I do have a tiny smidgen of good news. My BMI is currently 29.6, which is .4 away from again being obese. Thank heavens for the tenths decimal place, not sure what I would do without you this morning.
My goal this week will be to keep up with the things I’m doing right:
- workout daily
- get at least 64 oz of water a day
- no eating after dinner
- reasonable portions
Just yesterday I was thinking about how I believed I’d been keeping my calorie count down, but that I needed to make better food choices. I also haven’t been getting enough sleep. My remaining goals will include:
- Choose my foods according to MyPlate
- Get at least 7.5 hours of sleep a night
Since I’m weighing myself weekly I found this gain quickly. It was not even a month ago when I discovered that I had gained back all that I had originally lost. Before the weigh in on July 7th it has been a month since I’d weighed myself. Maybe this time I caught the issue early and I will be able to adjust and move forward. I am still very sad, and here come the tears again. I’m sure I’ll keep fighting them back all day, but I’ll keep fighting and isn’t that the point.