Catch that B train to Allston...gotta get the **** outta Boston...
Yeah, you didn't mention Boston in this thread I saw in your other thread that you were currently at BU and figured you knew about Axis and Avalon.
Being on the guest list for "Sean + 2" every night tends to burn you out after a while...especially when you're only 19 and the only reason they let you in the door is because you're "assisting" in the DJ booth (translation: when the lighting director gets too stoned to run lights, you take over because you're not nearly as intoxicated yet).
But I know your exact situation...being stuck at a plateau and not being able to get over it. A couple years ago I went on Weight Watchers and dropped from 330 down to 295. I got stuck at 295 and couldn't get past it no matter how much I starved myself. So, at that point, I threw up my arms in exhasperation and just hovered there until January of this year.
In January I did some reading about stalled metabolism and decided to give Atkins a shot. Within a week I was in ketosis and shedding pounds. I've dropped from 295 down to 243 in the past five months. But here's the kicker...
I feel fatter now than I did 50 pounds ago!
I used to wear a 48" waist (down on my hips) and those were tight because I had trouble finding my size any larger. I now wear a 42" waist actually on my waistline! My wife keeps telling me that I'm getting skinny
and that I'm a totally new person. But I still feel fatter than before. Find someone who can give you an external perspective...so it seems that I've also fallen into the "I'll always be fat" trap and, even when I reach my initial goal of 200, I'll be extremely happy but I'm not sure if I'll be satisfied.
So, you're down to 165...that's great! Even if you don't see the difference I'm sure people around you do!
Keep at it and don't give up! To paraphrase John Walker, who wrote The Hacker's Diet
, all this weight loss discomfort that you're going through right now only has to happen once...from there on, it's clear sailing.
Parties? We don't need no stinking...wait, yeah we do!
OK, I haven't given up the party lifestyle...I just found a different group to party with. A few years ago I picked up a Subaru Impreza and got sucked into the motorsports scene. I am now a hardcore amateur race driver (roll cage and all) with a few season trophies under my belt and dozens of class wins in ice racing and rallycross...and I'll be entering the hillclimb and ClubRally circuits this Summer (100+ MPH on gravel roads up logging trails in the woods).
I'm in the white with the blue hat (click the Gallery link below for more):
And for perspective, here I am back in November at 295:
So, the new lifestyle I've fallen into is definitely more apt to kill me, but I'll be healthy, slim and trim when it does!
But seriously...the race scene that I'm in now more or less promotes the straightedge lifestyle while preparing for a race event and then, the evening after an event, we'll gather and party. And, even then, we don't party to excess. We pass around the homebrew ale and lager and that's about it...when you've brewed the beer yourself there's more of a respect. You want to savor it instead of chugging it down to get drunk!
I haven't missed the party lifestyle at all because of motorsports. I used to party for the feeling of freedom and exhileration to the point of actually flying to San Francisco for warehouse raves on a Friday night, not sleeping at all, flying back on the Sunday night redeye and going straight to work on Monday from the airport. Now, doing a hundred down a gravel road with a navigator calling out instructions next to me has definitely replaced the party scene!
I'm glad I'm an inspiration...if you ever need an encouraging word, feel free to ping me.