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Crabby and All Blocked Up

Posted Nov 03 2009 10:01pm
So I guess not all is right in my world. After seeing my weight shoot back up to 202 this morning after being just on the tip of onederland I sort of had a mini binge that included fruit, halloween candy, and popcorn. Overall, I probably had around 2500 calories today, which is nothing to be too concerned about. Compared to what most of my binges are like - sometimes approaching 6000 to 7000 calories - this was a pretty minor one...BUT it still sucks that I had to turn to food once again out of frustration. Fortunately, I was able to stop myself before chowing down my last two fun size packs of peanut M&Ms. In fact, I opened both packs and dumped out all of them sweet bits of chocolate goodness into the trash can. Guess I saved myself 200 calories right there.

It's been over two weeks since I've lost any weight. I'm happy that this low carb diet helped me lose an additional 15 pounds since my last plateau (which lasted 3 months BTW for the 30th time), but it sucks that I've stalled once again. I know that it's partially because I'm extremely constipated,  but I shouldn't be in this situation AGAIN and so SOON. I'm so tired of trying anymore; losing weight is ridiculously hard now. I just don't get it because I've been consistently hitting 1500-2000 calories a day.

Sorry, just needed to vent because it's the same shit over and over again - can't lose weight even though I'm doing everything right. It boggles my mind how resistant my body is to change. I guess after treating it like crap for 21 years I shouldn't expect too much from it.

I'm not sure what to think anymore. Maybe I should stop weighing myself and just keep track of my progress by taking pictures. I dunno. The scale mind fucks me all the time and I'm sick of getting all bitchy over a stupid number. I've mentioned in the past that the scale is a bad way to measure progress, yet I still let it cloud my perception of what I consider to be success and failure.

You know, going from a size 44 to a size 34 waist is something I should be proud of. Maybe I need to start thinking about all that I've accomplished instead of dwelling on what I haven't yet conquered.
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