I was within 0.2 pounds of getting below my most recent lowest weight when this happened. This has become a pattern for me. My body seems to rebel just when I'm about to break through a barrier. It is just plain hard to work so diligently to do what is right and not get the reward expected. Even though I make all of the right tick marks in all the right places on all of my spreadsheets, my body doesn't care.
I don't know how many times I have told my blog friends to hang in there, don't give up, keep doing the right thing, etc. because the scales will eventually follow. Even as I type those comments hoping to encourage my friends, I know how hard it is. I know the anger and frustration that they are experiencing. I always hope that they really do just hold on a little bit longer. I am confident in them that the scales will eventually get with the program too.
So now it is time for me to, hang on and keep doing what I know to be right. It is time to dig deep and find the reserve I didn't know I had to push through the hard part. There is nothing that needs to change with what or how much I eat. I am happy with my workout plan and I'm even getting in water on these cold days. I am trying hard to look at those successes and not let those blasted scales ruin what I know to be right.
Just to confirm, I am once again dead last in the family competition. Sigh.