You guys, I’m staying the course. The water is deep, cold and unforgiving…wait that’s for another blog.
This fat loss thing is a journey. I’m late in posting this, but nothing too exciting happened last week as far as my Metabolic Prime Challenge results. Sheesh, it’s almost time to check in for Week 5 (which I’m not excited about because I’ve been PMSing this week and giving in to the sugar cravings!).
Why am I even on this fat loss journey?
I also ask this question every time I want a burger, fries and a beer. But I don’t think that’s what Metabolic Effect coach Tara Ballard (Prime Life Fit) meant when she asked her Metabolic Prime group to “find our why” in a call last week.
Here’s my why: WHY is this so hard?
I don’t mean doing the exercise or making new nutrition habits either. I literally mean finding my why.
On the surface, my why is that I want to look like an athlete. I want my hard work to be seen. Let it be known that I work out, people!
But seriously. I work out too hard to not look like I work out. The funny thing is, when I work out less, but work harder (quality over quantity), it shows more. Something to think about if you are contemplating signing up for an Ironman as a weight loss tactic. (Which is actually a thing I considered a few years ago. By the way: Don’t do this.)
But, let’s get deep, which is not something I like to do. I’m more of a stay-on-the-surface-and-crack-jokes-to-ease-the-awkwardness kind of gal.
If I really think about my why, and can be serious about it for like 30 seconds, then it is this: I want to be healthy inside and out as I age.
I don’t want to be dependent on drugs, joint replacements and using a walker in my 50s. I do want is to travel with my husband as we grow old together. I want to play soccer with my son, and to still be able to score a goal against him when he’s in college…although, truthfully, I can barely do that now even though he’s only 7.
I know that health is not all controllable. People get sick or hurt even when they do things right. But I want to control what I can control while I can still control it. Obviously, I have control issues.
Okay, enough with being serious. Now, let’s get back to the important stuff, which is how much weight did I lose this week?
It’s slow-going, you guys, but I did lose a pound. However, my measurements still haven’t changed much (.75 from my thighs–it’s something, I guess). It’s possible I’m doing something wrong when I measure because my clothes were fitting me different last week. My belt has moved a bunch of holes (that sounds dirty), and the thighs and hips of my jeans are much looser. Also, I had to move my bra clasp over. And other people are noticing definition in my arms.
I considered this winning when I checked in on Sunday.
I’ll just continue to float along on this journey adjusting my sails as I go. Unfortunately, I missed the connection for the fat loss bullet train, and had to catch a ride on an ancient vessel instead.
Great post. Thanks for sharing the journey. I’m with you on the slow and steady! 🙂 I don’t know how many times I’ve said “I’d like to at least LOOK like I actually workout and run all the time! lol!