this is not a good day. I’m grumpy. I’m frustrated. I’m on a short fuse. I shan’t go into the details, but let’s just say if I were the only person on the planet, I’d be less frustrated. As it is, I’m not, and I bet you understand those days too.
Basically, a lot of my upset stems from my grunting and straining and strutting and not losing a single pound. It’s maddening, i tell you. Going on almost a month now, and maybe barely a few pounds total, if that. I’m ticked about it. All the boards and forums confirm that I’m in the majority and every other lady and gent who is around 5 months out experiences the exact same thing. Mostly. And mostly, you just gotta wait it out, and kick up the commitment a couple notches. Do what you know to do, and realize that you’ve scaled a pretty big mountain so be easy on yourself. Rome wasn’t built in a day, and you won’t lose it all overnight. Yet, considering that I’ve shed seventy pounds in five months, it’s hard to swallow the slow down. Or, if you are me, the halt.
So, I’m gonna have to reevaluate and try and get back to basics. I think I’ve been doing everything “right” and yet still nothing. So I’m starting from square one again. All accounts tell me I’m normal, but I simply can’t embrace that idea. I quiver with terror at the idea of staying in this spot for much longer, so i’m up and at em. I’m gonna mimic my good friend Meg, and do a week or so of this food logging business to see if i can’t kick start myself into something. So, here goes.
Breakfast: 1/2 cup coffee ( so bad, I know…got too busy to eat!)
Snack: nuttin honey (again, I suck)
Lunch: 2 slices swiss cheese, 1 T. honey mustard, 2 small chunks pineapple
Snack: 1 slice swiss cheese, 1/2 T. honey mustard, 3 slices of tomato with salt, 4 oz lowfat cottage cheese
Dinner: 1/2 cup steamed broccoli, several sticks of celery w/ 1 T. crunchy peanut butter
Snack: 1/2 cup of imitation crab meat (you knew THAT would make a comeback, didn’t you?)
dessert: sugar free popsicle or fudgepop…haven’t decided yet! 🙂
I’m honestly just annoyed and will get over it quickly. A good night of rest will help.
Mike really blessed my heart this weekend. He affirmed me over and over again, which is something I needed. He is frequently commenting on how “skinny” I’m getting, which is cute of course, because I’m not skinny, but that he mentions it warms me from the inside out. He says he measures how much weight I’ve lost each month by how much tighter the hugs are, and again, I laugh. I like being his shrinking wife, and I need his affirmations. I’m glad he knows that I need that.
*heaving sigh* Okay. Enough wallowing. It’s time to put my sneakers on and hit the gym. A rolling stone gathers no moss, people. Onward.
Everyday Beautiful 