So this is the part where I begin to get frustrated…
My weight went up 0.6 pounds this week – almost halfway back to where I had started. My wife tried to comfort me with the “muscle weighs more than fat” addage, but it’s hard to take that at face value because I’m so used to this pattern with regards to losing weight. Still, I know that two weeks in is no place to judge long-term change, so I’m trying to focus on whatever positive bits I can find, but it’s hard.
Positive things like…
- I only ate out twice in the last week, as opposed to five times in the previous week.
- I exercised five days last week for a total of 205 minutes! Last week’s totals were four days for 73 minutes.
I do recognize that these things are accomplishments in and of themselves and that I need to be proud of them as well … it’s just tough because my end goal isn’t to do all of these things that I know I should be doing, it’s to lose weight by doing all of these things that I know I should be doing. The feel-good attitude is nice to an extent, but eventually I need to see some actual results, too.
More on that later on this weekend…