I was in a bit of a stall since my last post. They happen. Doesn't mean they are not frustrating as hell,. Doesn't mean that you start thinking really strange thoughts or start panicking that this may be it - maybe THIS is all the weight I'm going to lose. When stalls do happen, I just keep on doing what I've been doing. I don't go calorie-crazy and start eating more. I don't stop working out. I just stay the course. Eventually my body catches on that even if it has a little tantrum I'm not going to give in. This stall lasted from November 20th to today. This was a long one. I hope I can have a nice run until my next one.
I survived Thanksgiving. It was hard, however. It's really difficult to see all the amazing comfort foods you have grown to love and then after 4 bites, you're done. Not with that one item...but done with the meal. White Turkey doesn't go down very well - it's dry and I'm not a gravy lover. Stuffing was awesome but not really the protein-packed item I'm supposed to eat much of. My other favorite - Sweet Potatoes - is also a carb...so I was pretty limited in what I could eat. I had a good workout that morning so I didn't feel guilty for what I did eat. Instead of pie, I made some coffee and had a yummy mug of that. It worked out.
I can run 20 minutes straight now. I had been running at the end of my workouts but yesterday I switched it up and after a 15 minute warm-up walking, I started to jog just to see how long I could go. I made it 20 minutes and I swear I could have gone longer but I also wanted to walk today without pain. I'm truly amazed I made it that long. Even as it was happening, I was amazed that my body was just doing what it was doing - no side ache, no burning lungs, no ankle or knee pain. I found a groove and just ran. Now, it wasn't fast by any means. In fact, I could probably almost walk as fast as I was running but that's not important. The fact is that I ran. And I'm proud of that.
I have 10 pair of pants that I can send off to the consignment store as they will never fit anymore. I attended my husband's holiday party for work on Friday night and felt like a million bucks. I looked good and I felt amazing. I ran into two folks I hadn't seen in a while on Sunday and both couldn't get over how 'amazing' I look. DAMN that feels good!!! I still don't see it the same way other people do. I don't look in the mirror and see the new me. I see the old me with the same gross areas that bothered me before. However in clothes, I am liking what I see more and more. I still box at 9 Round at least once a week and I can tell that I'm getting stronger there too - and the trainers who work there always comment on how I'm doing. That also feels good.
Again, I'm so very thankful to have had this opportunity. I have my 6 month follow-up appointment next week and will update with my current stats then. I really wanted to hit the 100 pound mark by then but the stall is going to prevent that from happening. It's ok. Whether I hit that milestone in 10 days or not, I'll hit it and I will celebrate. I've come a long way!!!
