Apr 20, 2010
This is about the longest time I've gone at the same weight, and while I am not GAINING, ultimately, I'm not making downward progress, either. At least not so far...it can change any time, though.
All the literature on the subject of plateaus strongly suggest persistence and the patience NOT to get discouraged even though nothing seems to be happening. Brave words. Easier said than done, even for folks like me who have done this countless times and still get just as fed up as the first time.
An enlightening thought came to me throughout all this: As I sat and gloomily contemplated all the old "bail" ideas (going back to eating junk food, sugary snacks, etc...) I realized in one crystallizing moment that THIS is what MAINTAINING a weight will feel like.
At some point, all weight loss will cease eventually (hopefully where I want it to) and the glory days of maintenance will begin...which we little realize now will be the longest plateau we'll ever deal with.
I have to wonder how I would occupy the time I have otherwise spent watching the scale for the next hope of a lower number, exercising for the hope of a smaller measurement, and watching my diet in the hopes of a slimmer shadow...when the day comes when all of those things cease to bring new rewards and become constant.
I'll probably be on an invincible high for a time, until the first vulnerable moment appears when I begin to resent having to work just as hard to maintain my new apearance as I had done to GET it. The little devil on my shoulder will probably start talking me out of my good habits in favor of some of the old, comfortable bad ones. (You see I have been up and down this road a few times and know all the landmarks)
Though my whole point was to teach myself how to eat, the results being what they may, I obsessed myself into a diet mentality and then everything became a race. I'm smart enough to realize that I will be my own undoing if I can't get out of my own way.
If my weight drops, I'll record it. If it doesn't, I won't.