Plateaus are an expected part of the weight loss process. My first plateau came this week, 38 pounds down. For three straight weigh-ins, I was 38 pounds below my starting weight--no increase, no decrease, just stagnant. Fortunately (though I'm sure SlimGenics would like to take credit for this) this plateau was timed perfectly with the detox/cleanse/boost week that I will do every month and a half. During this week, my diet has been roughly the same, with the exception of fewer starches and the addition of a protein/vitamin-rich shake twice daily. Even though the number didn't change between Monday and Thursday, I was feeling way better.
Supposedly this cleanse week is targeted at getting rid of the stuff that may be lingering in my system, as well as recharging my metabolism. To be honest, I don't fully understand what that really means, but I know that SlimGenics has definitely earned my trust so far. And I do really feel good. My mood is improved, my energy has increased exponentially, and my body only aches from shoveling--not from the normal pains that plagued me before. Seeing change on the scale is great, but FEELING weight loss is an even better motivator. For this reason, my resolve is as strong as ever, despite the stall on the scale.
On top of that, we took my measurements to compare them to when I started 6 weeks ago--I'm 25 inches smaller. That number doesn't really mean anything to me--but it does lend some credence to the fact that I am actually shrinking. It feels really good.
Oh, and when I weighed in on Friday, I had lost 7 more pounds. So I guess the plateau is over...
45 and counting.
Saturday, February 22, 2014
Tuesday, February 4, 2014
One Month(ish) Update
If my math is correct, Thursday will mark one full month on SlimGenics. At my visit yesterday, I weighed in 33 pounds lighter than when I started. I cannot tell you how good that feels to say.
I don't have a whole lot new to say about my diet experience. Four posts a week. HA! I mean, I could recount what I have been eating each day, but that would be as repetitive and uninteresting for you all as it is beginning to become for me. I will say that I have discovered that I can build a bowl at Chipotle that matches my current daily menu (split into two meals--my stomach can't really handle a whole one anymore anyway) and that I eat a Popeye-amounts of spinach everyday (I can add it to basically anything), but the experience really boils down to one fact: the less I think about food, the easier it is to not eat what I'm not supposed to. The challenge is, if I'm going to always eat exactly what I AM supposed to, I kind of need to plan my day's worth of meals in advance.
This gets back to the very birthplace of Fat Steve. When I didn't bat an eye at how much crappy restaurant food I was eating, I never had to think about what I was going to eat in advance--I didn't have to plan at all. I knew if I felt hungry, the golden arches were ready and waiting. Now I have to consider several times each day what challenges may present, and how I can affect my current food choices to leave myself in the best position for later. Super Bowl Sunday, for example, forced me to save most of my treat(ish) food all day so that I could munch on SOMETHING fun during the (ultimately uninteresting) game while my buddies ate chips and dips and cookies. The thing is, I wasn't hardly tempted by the crappy food, I was just so unenthused by what I did get to eat by the time it was all said and done. Again, less difficult the less I think about food.
Anyway, if my enthusiasm sounds mellowed, I suppose that is partly true, but only because I don't know how to enjoy the work part of this process. I'm basically just living off the results. To be honest, that kind of scares me because I know that I WILL hit plateaus (which SlimGenics accounts for and is ready to bust), but I don't want to lose my resolve when the numbers start slowing down. Admittedly, 33 pounds in a month is a torrid pace, but it is easy to do the right thing when I know it will show on the scale in the not-so-long-term.
But I know this is working. I mean, it feels so good to hear that the staff at SlimGenics is eavesdropping each time I weigh in. I'm still totally in on this. Fat Steve doesn't live here anymore. Steve is shrinking.
I don't have a whole lot new to say about my diet experience. Four posts a week. HA! I mean, I could recount what I have been eating each day, but that would be as repetitive and uninteresting for you all as it is beginning to become for me. I will say that I have discovered that I can build a bowl at Chipotle that matches my current daily menu (split into two meals--my stomach can't really handle a whole one anymore anyway) and that I eat a Popeye-amounts of spinach everyday (I can add it to basically anything), but the experience really boils down to one fact: the less I think about food, the easier it is to not eat what I'm not supposed to. The challenge is, if I'm going to always eat exactly what I AM supposed to, I kind of need to plan my day's worth of meals in advance.
This gets back to the very birthplace of Fat Steve. When I didn't bat an eye at how much crappy restaurant food I was eating, I never had to think about what I was going to eat in advance--I didn't have to plan at all. I knew if I felt hungry, the golden arches were ready and waiting. Now I have to consider several times each day what challenges may present, and how I can affect my current food choices to leave myself in the best position for later. Super Bowl Sunday, for example, forced me to save most of my treat(ish) food all day so that I could munch on SOMETHING fun during the (ultimately uninteresting) game while my buddies ate chips and dips and cookies. The thing is, I wasn't hardly tempted by the crappy food, I was just so unenthused by what I did get to eat by the time it was all said and done. Again, less difficult the less I think about food.
Anyway, if my enthusiasm sounds mellowed, I suppose that is partly true, but only because I don't know how to enjoy the work part of this process. I'm basically just living off the results. To be honest, that kind of scares me because I know that I WILL hit plateaus (which SlimGenics accounts for and is ready to bust), but I don't want to lose my resolve when the numbers start slowing down. Admittedly, 33 pounds in a month is a torrid pace, but it is easy to do the right thing when I know it will show on the scale in the not-so-long-term.
But I know this is working. I mean, it feels so good to hear that the staff at SlimGenics is eavesdropping each time I weigh in. I'm still totally in on this. Fat Steve doesn't live here anymore. Steve is shrinking.
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