Calories Counted: 2,355
I usually wouldn't have posted something as simple as I did earlier today, but I was SO frustrated that I just had to convey that to you guys. I'm not sure why, but the whole 'number on the scale' thing has really gotten to me. I looked back into May, and I realized that on May 18th, I weighed in at 293. I haven't been able to get under 292.5 since then. So, that's where my frustrations come. Almost a month (a month where I decided to set a numerical goal for myself for the first time in a few), and I've got a pound to show for it. Needless to say, it's starting to get to me.
But then I had a few reminders of how far I've come again today.
First off, I was playing softball for the "B" team tonight (I usually am a "C" team player), and one of the fans in the crowd who is one of the other player's wife, squinted as I was walking towards her and Erin after the game. She said "that IS Rob, I didn't recognize you".
Apparently, the 90 pounds I've lost since the last softball season confused her into thinking that she was looking at a different person.
That was cool.
And, another person that Erin was talking to tonight said something to her in terms of her own weight loss than really sounded like me 90 pounds ago. She was talking about how she wants to lose weight, and "every doctor she talks to tells her that it's all about diet and exercise". She said that she wasn't able to do that, and she needed some doctor to prescribe her a pill or something to help her lose the weight.
A year or so ago, when I was faced with my highest weight in my life, I thought over and over about that bariatric surgery. I was told that I was a candidate for it, and that being almost 400 pounds.. it might be something I should think about. I seriously considered it - I think I thought about it more than the people around me in my life realized. I was at a scary point in my life - was surgery the only thing that could save my life?
I know the answer now.
Hard work. Exercise. A smart eating plan.
And patience.
We'll get there.
3 comments:
The fact that you decided not to take the easy way out really says something about your character, man. You're way stronger than this plateau. It will come.
You're doing it the right way.
"There's no easy way out. There's no short cut home."
The wisdom of the Rocky soundtracks...
You are following the rule: You chose the tough road :)
Here is the rule to live by from my blog a few months ago:
Rule to live by
This is a good plan for life in general. If you have two choices,
choose the harder. If you’re trying to decide whether to go
workout or sit at home and watch TV, go work out. Probably
the reason this trick works so well is that when you have two
choices and one is harder, the only reason you’re even
considering the other is laziness. you know in the back of your
mind what’s the right thing to do and this trick merely forces
you to acknowledge it.
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