FatBloggers.net A little push to lose the tush.

Well, it’s been an eventful few weeks on the weight loss journey for me.  I was thrilled when I got below 250 pounds last month.  That was a big mental barrier for me.  I guess I thought getting past that point would make it easier to continue on down the scale.  I’m afraid what I actually did was let down my guard, just the tiniest bit - and that was enough to keep my weight hovering around 250 for much longer than I had anticipated.  It was getting pretty irritating actually, and guess what happens when I get unhappy about my weight loss progress?  That’s right, a snack here, a snack there, daily calorie intake steadily higher each day.  It’s such a vicious cycle.  Get depressed, eat, feel better, gain weight, get depressed, eat, feel better, gain weight, ad infinitum. 

The worst week was the week I spent away from home, outside my comfort zone.  I had access to Mom’s Home Cookin’, and many wedding-related feasts on which to gorge myself.  That week I gained a spectacular 7.2 pounds.  That freaked me about a bit, so as soon as I got home I jumped back into my normal routine, and was quickly rewarded by the weight loss gods - 8 pounds lost that week. 

So what the heck were those two weeks about??  It doesn’t seem very possible that I actually gained and lost 8 pounds of fat over two weeks.  I’m not going to try to analyze it too much.  I’m really glad the gain was only a blip on the radar and not, to put it dramatically, “the beginning of the end.” 

During the trip back to my family of origin, I saw some things from a new perspective.  For example, the excessive pushing of second servings at big family meals.  On some level it is considered rude to decline seconds.  If I had any doubt about this, I was reminded after dinner when my mother mentioned to me in private in the kitchen that the fish she had prepared wasn’t very good.  I thought it had been very good, and told her so.  “But nobody had seconds… I was watching,” she responded.  Of course I told her that was ridiculous, but sadly I don’t think she was really convinced.  On this diet I’ve had to retrain myself about what a normal amount of food to eat is, and for the first time, I’m seeing my previous training as unusual. 

I’m closing in on the next weight loss target - my entry into the Century Club - 100 pounds lost!  As of today, I’m 8 pounds away from that goal.  That will be very happy day for me.  This time though, I won’t let down my guard and ride around on that annoying rollercoaster for a month!

Cross-Published on Sucks to be Fat