Because as it turns out. . .i'm winning.
At weigh in yesterday I had lost another four pounds. FOUR. That's epic. I didn't even have my "trainer" with me, so I had to look at the number. Yeah, that's right - I manned up and looked. God i'm fat. I'm fixing it though, so there's that at least. I got on desperate for a win. I felt like the last 2 weeks was just nothing, and I was so frustrated with that. I NEEDED this win. Then I got it - how awesome is that? I am revitalized! My efforts aren't wasted - this is an attainable goal. Patience, perserverence, unswerving focus. . .these things are my ally and will continue to serve me well.
The thing that bugs me is I can't tell which is the bigger factor in this weight loss - the diet or the exercise. I want to say both, but it's impossible to separate the two. I suppose I could stop doing one or the other and just see what happens. I don't want to slow down the loss though. I'm still months away from my goal, I suppose I could just accept that they both contribute and leave it at that. I think i'm just thinking about the next slow down though, and wondering what else I can change to either increase the rate of loss or insure that there is no
next slow down.
Either way it doesn't matter. After this last weigh-in i'm confident that whatever happens I am capable of resuming progress. It hurt - I won't lie. Sometimes doing that extra cardio makes my chest feel like it's going to explode. It feels great afterwards though, so I know it's going to be worth it.
What just occured to me; when i'm done, when all this weight is gone. . .i'll be a really cheap date for my wife to buy drinks for. Awesome.
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