Case of the Mondays

Ugh. Weigh-in Day.

It’s amazing how Weigh-in Day affects my mood. I could be having a blah day looks-wise, but if I know I’m going to weigh less than last week I’m in SUCH a great mood. On the other hand, in a situation like today, I got dressed in a kinda cute outfit, did my hair and makeup, and felt pretty great when I looked in the mirror. Then I stepped on the scale. Wah waaaaaaaaaaaah. It’s a gain week. An anvil smooshed my good mood.

At this rate, I’ll be happy to lose 5 lbs of my 10-lb goal by August 1. (Yikes! That’s Saturday!) Jen and Annabel’s Challenge has enlightened me as to how much work I’m going to need to put in to lose my last 20 pounds. My first (almost!) 60 pounds didn’t come off easily, but it certainly wasn’t THAT difficult. It’s so much easier to shed pounds when you have a lot to lose. When you’re closer to goal — not so much.


I reeeeeeeeally don’t like the word “plateau.” I hear it too often in my WW meetings, on blogs, and just generally from people who are trying to lose weight. I understand that it’s natural for the body to take some time to regulate itself and process weightloss. The body wants to maintain equilibrium. Sadly, however, I think that word is thrown around too loosely, and it’s turned into an excuse. Oftentimes a plateau is a result of our actions. We get comfortable. Our portion sizes grow. Our workouts are shortened or skipped.

This is where I am right now. I’m using my “plateau” as an excuse. I don’t say the word out loud, but it’s looming around my head at all times. It’s taunting me because I’m really not at a plateau at all. It’s a faux plateau, if you will. I’ve been hovering around the same weight for almost a month, and it’s COMPLETELY because of my lax efforts. I need to quit having healthy Monday-Fridays and oops-I-forgot-to-count-calories-and-workout weekends. I’ll have one great week of working out and eating mindfully, and the next week is crap. Of course my weight gain is due to my actions!

Chin up, I say! No more pity party. I’ve been coasting for too long, and it’s a new day. I’ll be doing this healthy-lifestyle thing for the rest of my life, so I’d better get used to it.



On a FABULOUS note, today is my 6-month veg anniversary!!!! I feel great! I’ve tried so many new foods that I wouldn’t have even thought of before I went meatless. I definitely get my fruits and veggies in every day, and my bod thanks me for it. I just feel cleaner and more energetic. I don’t have it with me right now, but I’ll share one of my fav recipes for a black bean chili later this week. It’s incredibly flavorful and extremely filling. Pretty much I’m salivating right now just thinking about it.



WARNING: What I’m going to say next is totally TMI, but if you know me in real life, you might know that I have no problem talking about poo. Ever since I stopped eating meat, I #2 on a very regular basis. Like at least once a day. I know that’s how the body is supposed to work, but I don’t know many people who can say that. It’s pretty great. Aaaaand that’s enough with the BM talk.

I weigh in at my 5:30 meeting. Wish me luck. I hope the damage isn’t too horrible. I’m guessing a 1.5-lb gain from last week. That’s a lot to backtrack, BUT I had an amazing weekend with superduper friends and some superduper food and drinks. I suppose it’s worth it :)