OK, I have had ups and downs, mostly ups. But this week, it was like someone kicked me in the gut. A lot of my weight loss is mentally driven. I look for milestones…x pounds lost….x pounds to go till my goal….x miles walked…etc.
For the past few weeks I have been at a plateau. Hovering between 12 and 15 pounds to my goal. And my mental trigger was to be under 10 pounds to go. Last week, I was in striking distance. I was 12 pounds to go. There were no real food challenges on the calendar, no plans to go out drinking. I really was mindful of portion size and the only cheat meal I had was last night with a 6 ounce fillet and a portion of green beans that were likely sauteed in butter. But still–not a true cheat. My personal goal was to hit those 2 pounds and be within 10 of my goal.
And then the weigh-in. a GAIN of 3 pounds. Made no sense to me considering I even ended up walking an additional six miles one day! After three of four steps on the scale with the same result, I accepted it. We did go in and do that thingie and the weight gain appeared to be in TOTAL BODY WATER as the other statistics were still headed in the right direction. The thought was that higher sodium may have been the culprit, but I do not recall any crazy meals to cause that.
And once again, I am now further to go to my goal weight. I had hoped for a September finish, then October, and now I am afraid it may not be until the end of the year. I suppose it may be a good New Year with anew me and the ability to celebrate that, but for now… GRRRRRR.