I’m still holding steady at 167.8 lbs which is the same as I was last week and the week before that nevermind the fact that I ate out a whole lot the last 6 days and drank way too much wine, but noone’s keeping count, right?
I am actually OK with maintaining this week for a few weeks in a row. I was talking with several of my Team Shrinking Jeans running mates and several of us seem to be experiencing this slow down in weight loss. Actually, I have been giving this a lot of thought lately, the “trying to lose weight whie I am running so much”. It’s almost like my body knows what it needs to sustain itself during this time.
Sure, I could stand to lose more of leftover baby pooch/muffin top. Yes, I would like my thighs to be smaller and house less cellulite. And yeah, I am fairly certain that my body would enjoy less weight to pound as I run.
However, in the last month, I have received more compliments than ever about how good I look. I have legs of steel – with nice, strong muscles in my quads and my calves. My arms are lean and I actually have a waist again.
I bought a pair of capri pants in size 10 last week and the competitive bathing suit I bought for my upcoming training swims was also in a size 10 did I mention that I want to start training for a triathlon once I am done with the 1/2 marathon training….didn’t I?. Don’t get me wrong, the majority of my shorts and jeans are still size 12 but my body has been changing and melting in different ways since I started this hardcore running stuff.
What is the point of this post? The point is that even though I am not seeing much movement currently on the weight front, I am noticing big changes in my body- in the way I look, the way I feel, and how my clothes fit. With so many other things on my plate right now, I am happy to continue to maintain.
I know that when I am ready, maybe after the half marathon when the training backs off a bit, that I can again concentrate on more weight loss. Am I throwing in the towel and saying that I have reached my goal? NO. But I am going to cut myself a little slack as I juggle a million things.