Ouch! I think I prefer the plateau to going back up the mountain. Actually, as strange as this might sound, I’m not that disturbed by the sudden stall-out of my weight loss. I’d felt a little guilty that it had been so easy going for so long, especially when I read so frequently on other people’s blogs about their struggles. Up until these last couple months I was pretty much losing every single week, with only the occasional bounce back up. So it’s about time I hit a rough patch. We all need a little trauma, right? It builds character.
The other reason I’m not upset is that my measurements have not increased. I think I may have actually lost an inch or two, though I can’t be sure since I always seem to get a different result even when I measure myself twice in a row.
I did some reading about weight loss plateaus and the advice that seemed best for my situation was to mix up my eating and exercising. I’ll admit, I’ve been in a food rut lately. I haven’t tried a new recipe for months. But I surfed some message boards and have picked out some new recipes to try which don’t involve any advanced chopping skills or involve ingredients or kitchen appliances that I’ve never heard of.
As for exercise, I’m going to be moving in a month and my new apartment complex actually has a fitness room, so I’ll get to try out an elliptical machine for the first time. It’s also right next to a trail that runs through my city, so I’ll get to go walking, running, and maybe even biking outside instead of on a treadmill. Maybe this will help take some of the drudgery out of exercising. I suppose moving all the heavy objects to my new second floor place will count as a new form of exercise too.
Hopefully these changes will help. The other piece of advice I saw was to just go out and eat whatever you wanted for a day to shock your body. I don’t know if that will actually help. However, I do have to go to a wedding in a week and I was probably going to pig out anyway, so at least now I have a good excuse!