I saw my counselor yesterday. It was in the last 5 minutes of my session that I said, "And I've hit a plateau in my weight loss." (I was sullen about it. Maybe even irritable.)
"What do you weigh?" she asked me.
I told her. She flipped through her papers.
"That's 11 pounds that you've lost since last month. 11 pounds in a month is NOT a plateau."
I argued. "Not a plateau to you, but it is to me. I've been losing really big numbers and lately I'm hardly getting by with a pound. I just want to hit 50 pounds gone! I just want to get out of this "10" on the scale."
She shook her head at me and didn't argue back. She simply and gently said, "It's not a plateau."
End of session.
How spoiled I've become. 11 pounds in a month? Pffff...I lost that in one week!
I can't stand it when I watch the Biggest Loser and someone gets on the scale and loses 4 pounds and is like, "Um, I don't know what happened. I was hoping for more. I guess I need to work harder." I just want to scream at the TV--"YOU LOST FOUR POUNDS, JERK! BE HAPPY!"
I think in a sweet way, that's what Susan did to me yesterday.
And she's right. I lost 11 pounds this past month. It took me 10 weeks of KILLING myself at the gym to do that in the past. 4 weeks vs. 10 weeks. Enjoying my life vs. killing myself.
It's so easy to forget where we've been. I'm already very spoiled. It's so easy for me to forget how hard it was to even lose one pound in the past. TSFL isn't hard. I love it, actually. I'm in a groove, I've hit my stride with it, I don't miss the old foods, I like the TSFL foods...so, what am I going to do?
I'm going to celebrate! I LOST 1 POUND THIS WEEK! I'VE LOST 11 POUNDS THIS MONTH!!! Celebrate it with me. Because I LOST it and it's gone--FOREVER!
And, by the way, my average weight loss is still 3.8 pounds per week. At that rate, I will be at my goal by November. In less than a year. (Hey, it might still slow down even more, but I have 160 pounds to lose--on any other program that would have taken me two years or more!) And do you know how awesome I'm going to look waaaaay before I reach more goal?
I'm 11 pounds away from weighing what I weighed when I got pregnant with Jude. (6 years and 9 months ago exactly! Yesterday was his 6th birthday!)
I'm 18 pounds away from weighting what I did the day I married Dan!!! (January 7, 2005)
I'm 38 pounds away from weighing what I did the day I MET Dan. (So, soon, Dan will never have known me at the weight I will be! I've been with Dan for 14 years!!!)
These small goals are well within my reach! And...this is NOT a plateau!
Susan is wise. And you are wise for celebrating each victory. Every step is a valuable one because - like you said - its going away and not coming back. This is one journey that you'll never have to walk again!
ReplyDeleteAmen. that's all i have to say about that.
ReplyDeleteAgain, I have to say: I love Susan.
ReplyDeleteShe's right, and so are you.
You rock. That is all.