Sooner or later it happens to most of us who are trying to lose weight; the impatience. You see results, but not as fast as you would want. This has been happening to me this week. In a way it is a big paradox, because over the last month I have been able to speed up my weight loss more than I ever thought I would be capable of. I have had to admit to myself that I am capable of losing weight fairly quickly even if I’ve reached an age where my metabolism may be slowing down a bit. This hasn’t’ been so easy to admit because that precise thing has been my most popular “go-to” excuse during the times when I haven’t l been able to shift even one ounce.
“I really am trying, but for some reason I can’t lose weight anymore”. Yes, that is what I’ve been telling myself for years and I actually believed it to be true. Therefore, the feeling during the last month, when I’ve realised that I definitely CAN lose weight and I can do it quicker than I’d ever imagined, if I put my mind to it, has been awesome. But, now that I know I really am able to get to my goal, and I also know that I have found my personal formula to success, I obviously want to get there faster than is humanly possible. I have wasted enough time. I want the physical me to finally reflect the person I am inside again.
Luckily, I know myself. I knew the day would come when I would feel disappointed if the scales hadn’t gone down as quickly as I would have wanted them to. Being prepared for this, means that I can cope without getting destructive and giving up. I’m telling myself that if I’ve lost 3Ibs in a week, my body may need a week to catch up with itself and I may have to accept a smaller weight loss the next week. Still, my goal post has still become much closer than I ever expected it would be when I started my journey on the first of February.
The goal I am concentrating most on now is to get within my normal Body Mass Index or BMI. I know this way of measuring what a person’s “normal weight” is, doesn’t make sense in every situation. One good example I’ve been given to prove exactly how “off” it can be, is the one about the professional basketball player. A 6 foot 7 plus or 2 meters plus person with an enormous muscle mass without an ounce of fat on him, will show up as morbidly obese on the BMI scale. Still, psychologically it will mean the world to me to get to a place where, according to my BMI, nobody can look at me and tell me I’m fat anymore. When I’m in a restaurant, no one can think; “that fat cow” shouldn’t eat so much etc. etc. Most people probably don’t think that, but some do, or have done. Subconsciously, and sometimes consciously, I’ve been embarrassed to eat out, because being fat I felt I shouldn’t, and I have felt uncomfortable when strangers have seen me eat. The day I finally can say I am within my normal weight range according to my height, I will feel freer than I’ve done for years.
Do you want to know what the most amazing thing is? If things keep going the way they are, this day will be here before the end of summer! I have already noticed that being so close to the prize, really is helping me to focus and stay with the plan. For instance, last Monday was a beautiful day and I knew our wonderful heatwave was coming to an end. So, I and a friend went for a drive in the glorious British countryside. This drive would normally have included a coffee and an ice cream somewhere, but I had already used my weekly points for this week and instead of going above my allowance, I decided it was enough just to enjoy nature and the beautiful day. It was probably the moment I knew I AM going to succeed getting to my goal weight this time!
This week was one of those annoying ones. Yesterday morning I knew I was at least 1Ib down on last week’s weight. Then I had a nasty fall walking the dog which left me battered and bruised. This morning I woke up very bloated; I think mainly due to yesterday’s fall, so very unexpectedly I had gained 0.5Ibs or 200gr. I can live with it, because I know it isn’t showing a completely true picture, however I am disappointed. Next week I don’t have a car, so it will be two weeks until my next weigh-in. In a way I’m looking forward to that challenge, because it is a good way to find out how much my mind set has really changed when it is tested!
Have a good week and I see you in 7!