Weigh in yesterday was no fun. I was up half a pound, which is my second week of increasing weight instead of decreasing. My measurements were pretty much the same, though my chest measurement was a half inch smaller.
The Thursday before we started this adventure, I weighed 170.5#. The hubby and I went to a friend's wedding that weekend. I did the photography for it and splurged a bit at the reception. When I got home, I weighed 174.5#, and that is where I started the program. Now, 9 weeks in, I find myself still above the weight with which I went into that weekend--with negligible changes in my measurements. A couple of weeks ago I was finding it fairly easy to maintain a positive attitude. That, however, has become increasingly more difficult which ends up stressing me more because I know it is counterproductive. So I decided this morning when I weighed in that I wouldn't weigh in anymore until Saturday when it is scheduled for the program. What I've been doing obviously isn't working, so I will start with this simple step.
At the risk of TMI, it's now been 2 months since my last period. My headaches, too, have become much more frequent, and I'm finding myself taking ibuprofen and/or Imitrex what seems like four or five days a week (maybe I should track this better) and other times just suffering through to see if they'll go away on their on. I have thought a lot about this over the last week, and finally last night realized something.
My last period was the first of August. Shortly thereafter my parents' began have some problems with their already failing health. I spent all of my days off in August in TN as a result. Problems continued in September but began to smooth out some. Work, too, has been increasingly busy and more stressful with pressures coming from multiple places. Before we moved to FL, I had gone 3 years without a period and headaches were a constant issue. Both returned to normal after we moved. My perceived stress level was really no different, but obviously it was. I certainly think stress is playing a big factor here. My question is, "How much is it playing into my difficulty with weight loss?" The knee-jerk answer is "a lot," but I didn't lose a bunch of weight when everything improved after we moved despite continued effort. So who knows?!
Why is we "always" lose weight in the boobs?!
ReplyDeleteI hear ya on the stress thing. I had my work schedule changed to some long, hard 12 hour shifts and I've put on 20lbs since passing my RKC this past June. Sucks, sucks.
It is truly frustrating and I've been trying diligently to figure out how to turn this frustration around and get something positive done to get back on the side I want to be on!
If you find an answer, please let me know and I'll do the same on my side!
Good luck!
assuming you've double checked the 2 months thing with something science based just to be sure.
ReplyDeleteI don't know, I've stopped caring about weight all together. I was down to 237.0 last week, held it most of the week and then Sunday 241.5.
I've felt tired and ran down. I can't bust out as many push-ups as I could. I haven't been exercising as much as I should either. However yesterday I walked over to the stairs outside my apartment, and proceeded to move up them like Devil Steps on Ninja Warrior. Granted I only had space for 2 steps, but still something 4 months ago I couldn't do.
Yeah, Diana, 12 hour shifts are a whole new ballgame, really. You'll eventually acclimate, though, and feel better. But they are really long and hard to tolerate at first.
ReplyDeleteChris, yep, I threw some science in there.:) Glad to hear about the steps. It's those small things that keep us from totally dropping the ball. How are things with you otherwise? Work going okay?
Not enough hours in a day. Work sucks, have a security cert exam on Saturday. Really behind in studying for it (157 pages to go).
ReplyDeleteLost the 1 arm push-ups, and push-ups over all. but gained the steps, and 1 leg jump ropes. Built my own suspension training system that gets used mostly to help with pistols.