For those of you who have been following the blog for the last little while you will be familiar with my frustration about loosing weight at a snails pace.
It did not seem to matter what I did, the scale continued to move only a fraction at a time. There have been days when my frustration has gotten the better of me and I've made some bad food choices as a result.
Last week following a gain at the scale my sister suggested getting back to basics. Logging and measuring every thing that I ate and exercising regularly. I said that I would give it a shot and she introduced me to a new website where I could easily track and it would email her a daily summary of my progress.
So for the past week I have documents everything that I have eaten and I have documented every calorie that I have burned.
I worked out every day and pushed myself as hard as I could.
The result - 3.8lbs loss at the scale.
I was very excited and I think I told everyone I saw.
I had a private moment when I was changing for the gym where I was almost in tears.
I know that I worked really hard for those pounds (for arguments sake, lets just say 4), but on the flip side I never felt that I was deprived or that what I did was beyond what I was capable of.
Yes I had some really good gym days where I burned around 1000 calories, but I did that by combining my lunch hour work out with a reasonable time at the gym. I don't feel that I deprived myself of any foods that I really wanted and I feel that I got to see my family and didn't have to live at the gym either. In short, there is really no reason that I can't put in that same effort every week.
I know that I am capable of losing weight, yes I do have to work really hard at it, but I can lose weight.