Well the good news is that I lost a pound and a half this week. The bad news is I was only sort of half trying. Of course, if you spin that idea around maybe it’s another batch of good news. Imagine what could happen if I were really trying!
In all seriousness, I’m realizing a simple truth about dieting: no matter how hard I try I can’t lose a bunch of weight in a seamless linear fashion. Can anyone? I’m beginning to think not. Losing a steady 1-2 pounds a week has to be an average that is calculated at the end of the effort. It can not be my expectation of what will happen to the numbers on the scale each week before I get on it. Remember that two week period where I lost 5.5 pounds? And then the week where I gained 2? There was also a week when I stayed exactly the same (that was before I was bearing my soul on all of this onto the internet).
Overall I’m 10 weeks in and I’ve lost 13.5 pounds. That’s an average of 1.3 pound per week. That’s hits the bulls-eye on the target of 1-2 pounds per week. I suppose I could be disappointed that it’s not going faster, or more smoothly, but guess what? I’m actually doing great!
Truth be told it’s been a rough couple of weeks around my house with kid stuff, work stuff, just general life stuff. I’ll get to talking about it eventually. But, honestly, it’s just been hard to formulate a plan and stick to it. I’m learning to accept that life doesn’t always let me follow through on my plans. I’m grateful to be learning that, and I’m grateful to be moving in the right direction again even through the chaos.
And so, as always, with a little bit of cautious optimism we move onwards.
Oh, one last thing… Next week there won’t be a weigh-in post. I’m going away for a few days and I’m not taking the scale with me. It doesn’t need the vacation as much as I do!