When you embark on a journey to get to your optimal “you” (as much as that is ever conceivably possible, anyways) there is almost always a goal set of a weight number or size. I don’t tend to like to focus on numbers, like EVER (ew, Math!) but I did set a reasonable re-evaluation point for this leg of what I’m attempting to accomplish.
If you read ANY blog or anecdotal about weight loss, it’s evident that the closer you get to your goal, the longer and harder it seems to take to lose. Folks, that’s where I’m at. I’d like to lose another 10-12 lbs and for the life of me, my body is holding on tight!
I’ll admit here, out loud, that I’ve been working on these same pounds for months now! You heard me, months! I think because of that frustration-where I was working out hard and trying to eat clean and nothing was happening-I sort of threw in the towel for a bit. I’ve kind of let go of the reins and I’ve been slacking. I have valid health reasons for being a bit tired and down and out, but the truth also is that I just haven’t been “feeling it” for over a month now. If you add in the crap weather and the fact that I positively LOATHE the treadmill since I started running outside, it all adds up to…..well….nothing. Absolutely nothing is happening.
I’ve convinced myself now that this self-imposed sloth of late will actually be a kickstart on the old metabolism once I start firing the engines again. I’ve been supplementing to bring my levels up, I’ve got some other health issues starting on a program to get them under control, and Spring is around the corner. (please, please let Spring be around the corner!)
I have a plan, because I’m a girl who is never without a plan.
I’m going to focus on my diet and cleaning it up again. I need to be more vigilant with the logging and with some of my choices. (dang chocolatey chippy tastiness!) I need to switch up some workouts. I know I love to run, which is awesome, but I need to throw in something new and scary. I’m thinking it’s time to get on the bike and try some spin. I’ll cajole my friends into going to that with me because it won’t happen if I don’t! I’m doing more plyometric work and more weights. I shouldn’t be forgetting that soon I’ll be doing some sword fighting and grappling as well. I’ll even be wielding a rapier. Whatever that means.
So, plateau. I knew you were coming and I knew you’d be über annoying. I don’t know how long you’re sticking around, but I DO know I’ll be fighting you tooth and nail until I get where I want to be going.
En garde! (them’s sword fighting words. I think. Guess we’ll see!)