As I've gotten closer to finished with the weight loss portion of the project, I've had some multiple-week stalls, and one absolutely horrendous plateau early this year. And yet, here I am, all the same, within five pounds of goal. After that plateau, and in between those stalls, I've knocked off another 35 pounds or so, even though it often felt like NOTHING WAS HAPPENING. Because I stuck with it. Because I kept reminding myself that eventually, my goal would be to maintain the same weight range, and when I get there, my lifestyle isn't going to change, other than (I hope!) adding in a couple of hundred calories.
It does, in fact, suck when you're actively trying to lose weight, and doing all the stuff you should to make that happen, and yet, your body seems to not be cooperating. But what is the alternative? To give up and start the slide back to where you were when you started, to abandon all that hard work and effort that's brought you to where you are now, which is, frustrating or not, a heck of a lot better than where you began? I don't like that alternative. I dislike it a lot more than I do being in a holding pattern, thus, I stick with it, because eventually, the weight comes off.
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