The scale didn’t budge much this week, but I know exactly why. This week, I am retaining more water than the Titanic. Thanks, Nature and your damned hormones! I was told at my two-week follow up, “Your periods will probably be irregular for the next few months.” Ummm, no…that hasn’t happened…yet. This one, just like the last one, will be Right. On. TIME.
I am getting 96 ounces (or more) of water daily, I’m hitting at least 70 grams of protein and less than 40 grams of carbs daily, and I’m taking all my supplements. So I know it’s not that. My caloric intake is less than 800 calories daily and hovers slightly above 600 calories most days. I simply cannot eat more than that right now. There’s just not room.
Biology tells me that the scale will move again in the downward direction. Per my BMR, I’m burning more calories than I’m eating. The inches I’m losing also tell me more about my progress than the scale does. So I’m not bummed about losing a few ounces. If this process goes slowly, so be it. I am feeling good, I am off my diabetes medicine, my blood pressure medication was cut in half, my joints don’t ache like they did before and I get around a lot faster. Those things mean I must be doing something right. As long as I continue to show a downward trend in my weight, that’s also progress to me.
I FEEL AWESOME. And I am proud of myself.
This week is a big week in my life for several reasons.
La Guerra de La Gorda 