I've been procrastinating this post a little bit because it has taken me ALL weekend to get through this...but here I go... last week when I weighed in, I gained a pound....I was pretty upset about it, but thought maybe it's just muscle. I scaled down to a 1300 calorie diet all week...got my butt kicked at the gym everyday, started to go 75 flights of stairs on the StairMaster instead of 50 and have been ridiculously exhausted.
I got up on Saturday morning, nervous but ready to weigh in and see my progress...I did my 30 minutes with the trainer and then got on the scale.....I was the exact same as the previous week....NO CHANGES!! I was so frustrated and upset and discouraged....you name it. I came home to my sweet husband and cried for what seemed like an eternity. I know I must be losing inches because I can feel and see a difference, but in my mind, when I get on that scale I feel like a failure if those numbers don't go down....so all weekend all I wanted to do was eat....but against my better judgement, I kept to my diet....I didn't have my measurements because we ran out of time, so I will be doing that tomorrow.
Jeff gave me a big hug and the greatest pep-talk I have ever had, and I could tell that he was being honest with me and wasn't just blowing smoke up my skirt. So waking up this morning, I am lowering my calorie intake to 1200 and I am going to work just as hard. I'm going to change up my diet a bit and cut back on the calcium and up the proteins.
But I need to say thank you to you all for your comments and support, because this is one of the hardest things I have ever done. But I especially need to thank Jeff. He has been SO good to me, supporting me and helping me try to reach my goals. I am still really upset that I've only lost 3 pounds in 4 1/2 weeks, but I am determined to not quit and to reach my goals!!
So here's to another grueling week....