It’s the most hated word in fitness: plateau.
After two weeks and a three pound weight gain (which is normal in the strength phase, as fat is being converted to muscle), my measurements are the same. Ugh.
Weight loss is the hardest thing in the world, especially when you’ve had a week of parties, road trips & a husband who likes to snack. Sometimes I think it’s a wasted pursuit & I should focus my efforts on something attainable, like folding laundry.
I’m trying to change how I eat, but in my house it seems impossible. On the same day my husband says no more junk, it’s 7-11 nachos. I guess it’s harder when you’re the only one trying. I’ve begun avoiding mirrors because I just can’t stand looking @ my going nowhere reflection. I have 12 weeks to get down another size (14 to 11) as my goal is to get in those pants for July 1/11. Strength phase has two more weeks & I want to add cardio on days I’m not at the gym but finding time is hard.
So, how does one get a spouse on board with lifestyle change? I’m frustrated beyond belief because I know I would see results if the junk food ban existed but at the same time, he’s not dieting, so we’re at am impasse.
I’m hoping I can feel like a success soon, because there are ALOT of mirrors in my house.