Warning: whiny post ahead.
Riddle me this:
I stayed within my calories 6/7 days this past week (and the one day I went over was a 14 mile run day so technically I was way under because I'm sure I didn't eat enough the rest of the day).
I exercised 5/7 days.
I'm drinking my water (excuse me while I run to the bathroom to pee, again).
I'm down a whopping .4 pounds (that's POINT 4, as in less than half a pound). I should really re-weigh myself when I go home for lunch though because I've had major GI issues all morning and I must be down another 2 pounds. TMI - you're welcome.
My measurements are the same.
Why am I making zero progress?
Awful. I really don't remember when my waist size was as big as it is now. Seriously, even at my heaviest I always had a smaller waist. And that number I said I'd never weigh again? I'm almost into the decade above that.
I really think I'm stuck here and "here" is a really crappy place to be. I'm pissed and I don't understand why this is now impossible for me. This is why it is so hard to stay motivated. I do everything right and I still fail.
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