Posts Tagged ‘weight loss plateau’

Weight Loss Maintenance Practice

I stayed the same at Weight Watchers at weigh-in this week. And this makes me all whiny and frustrated. It also makes me want to eat. However, I refuse to let this scale stall get to me for long. I had my little hissy fit and indulgence this morning and I’m over it. Or I can pretend to be over it anyway. I’ll probably really be over it by tomorrow.

This was a good week. I ate  well (played around with my points some and tried to make healthier food choices to see if that would kick-start the weight loss again, but no). I got lots of great exercise. I even ran a full 3 miles for the first time. Huge accomplishment. I feel thinner and my clothes are fitting well.

I like the things I’m doing now. I can eat the way I’m eating forever, and I enjoy exercising (go figure.) I can even live with the weight I’m at. I like the way I look. When I started, I thought I’d be lucky to get to this weight.

The last time I was here (174.8) was 25 years ago, before I started gaining more. It was my first really “overweight” weight. And I was here for a long time. My body is comfortable here. I think I’m frustrated because I lost 50 pounds in 8 months and then I’ve lost only 5 pounds in the last three months, and I’ve been sticking to program all along.

So the two pieces of advice/sympathy I got this morning:

My WW leader, who has lost 100 pounds, said she went through the same thing. She said the first 50 came off easy (it was the new fat), but her body held onto the second 50. Eventually though, she lost it. Patience.

A friend at work, who has also lost 100 pounds on Weight Watchers, asked me how long I’ve been losing. A year. He said, “You’ve lost 55 pounds in a year. That’s great.” I said it’s not bad. Not bad? Nothing like turning a positive into a negative.  I need to celebrate my accomplishment rather than diminish it. Don’t we all do that?

So I’m focusing on the positive. I’m going to continue to make all the changes I need to live a healthy and fit lifestyle. I’m ready for my triathlon coming up in August. And just think, the slower the weight comes off, the better chance I have to maintain it.

I’m looking at my current plateau as maintenance practice. After all, someday, my goal will be to stay the same each week. I think I’ve got that part down.

Weight Watchers Strategy

I had a really good week this past week. I stayed in points, ate healthy, exercised a lot. I am now even able to run an entire 2.5 mile stretch without walking. I feel like a kid with a new toy (my own legs!).

But I was up 2 pounds at my Weight Watchers weigh-in last night. And while normally I moan and groan about losing slow or gains that I can’t attribute to a huge backyard BBQ, I’m ok with last night’s gain. Why? Why would a 2-lb gain be acceptable you ask? Because it’s all part of a strategy to get past this semi-plateau I’ve been in for the past two months. When I started Weight Watchers, my meetings were at night. Thursdays before weigh in, I’d pretty much stay low in points (however, I don’t starve myself), so I’d see good results. And then I’d go have pizza and Pro-portion ice cream, and on occasion, be even more decadent. Yum! My treat for working hard all week.

A couple of months ago, however, my work schedule went wonky and there was no way I was getting to a 6:30 pm WW meeting, and I couldn’t hold out with no food. So I started weighing in in the morning. The first couple of weeks, “Yippee!” good losses and that was out of the way. And then came the decimal point. I would stay the same or lose small fractions of a pound and this has been going on for awhile. I know the body has to adjust. I know there are hormonal fluctuations and I had those things pretty much figured out in my previous six months on the plan. But this new really slow weight loss was unusual. What was I doing wrong? I wasn’t doing anything really different. And if anything, I had less points and I was upping the exercise as I get better at it.

Granted, there were those weeks (birthdays and such) where no loss or even a gain was warranted. But every week, these little bits? Frustrating.

And it dawned on me. Weighing In in the morning had liberated me and my evening after Weigh-In Treat was becoming an all-day Food Free-for-All, especially on days I was particularly frustrated with the scale. And if I happened to jump on the scale on Friday morning, any loss and then some would be back. So I’ve been effectively losing 2 pounds a week. It’s just the same 2 pounds over and over again.

The Point. I went back to night Weigh-Ins to curb the Thursday Endless Treat day. I was up. But this morning, I weighed myself and I was the same weight I was yesterday morning. Phew! If I lose two pounds this week, I’ll at least be starting from a lower weight and maybe I’ll even see it at my next weigh in.

In the meantime, I’m also going to take some of the scale’s power away. I need to weigh in to stay accountable. But for this week at least, I’m going to measure my success more in miles I run, meters I swim and actually doing the Pilates DVD I picked up a couple of weeks ago. Hopefully, the scale will reward my effort. If not, I’ll take solace in the fact that I’m getting stronger.

And then I can always weigh in the next week in the morning. I’m guaranteed to lose at least two pounds that way. tee hee!!

Frustration and Fat Days

I was down .8 lbs. at my Weight Watchers weigh-in yesterday and I should be jumping for joy. I have consistently lost weight since I started in July of 2008, with only one or two little gains and a month-long plateau. The weight loss has never been speedy (5-6 pounds a month), but in the past couple of months, wow, it’s been even slower. .8 was great, but I haven’t seen a loss without a decimal point in front of it in about 10 weeks.

And instead of inspiring me to try harder, that little decimal point can sometimes set off a chain of events that leaves me making wrong choices and feeling, well, fat. And that’s what happened yesterday.

I made some positive changes to my food choices and my tracking last week,  I stayed on target, I exercised…even had a triumphant 2-mile run on Wednesday. And then Thursday rolls around and the scale doesn’t do what I want it to. And I know, I’m complaining when really I have no right to.

I have no problem when the scale reflects my sometimes poor choices. It’s when I do everything I’m supposed to do and I still don’t get the result I’m looking for that I struggle with. Seeing that scale move on Thursday is a reward for doing the right thing for my body all week long. And while it’s not my only measure of success, it’s a big one, even though I know it shouldn’t be.

But being wired the way I am, I react to frustration by eating. The. Wrong. Things. My weigh-ins are now in the morning, and weigh-in days have always been treat days. On a frustrating weigh-in day, the treats end up going all day. Yesterday’s treats, among other things, included some Girl Scout Cookie thin mints that I had previously forgotten were even in the pantry. sigh. As soon as I’ve weighed in, I start eating and I’ve set myself up for a disappointing weigh-in again next week. And today, I feel bloated and fat. Amazing how the after-effects of one bad food day can erase a 55-pound weight loss.

Enough whining. Here’s what I’m going to do. I’m going to take the hit next week and go back to weighing in after work on Thursday. This may mean a gain, but that’s ok. It will keep me on plan all day on Thursday, and treats (pizza and Pro-Portion ice cream) will only be in the evening, keeping the splurge to one meal. And hopefully the following week, I’ll see a better result on the scale. At least I know I’ll be taking positive action toward a better result.