First there is denial...you know, where you get on the scale more than once.
Then, there is the crying...which actually feels kind of good.
Then, there is the 'this isn't worth it' phase...
And finally there is the pissed off 'well I'm gonna work my ass off so hard that next time it is gonna be different!!' phase...
Last but not least, there is the realistic phase, where you look back and see what you can improve, accept that it just doesn't make sense you gained, and move forward.
If you are lucky you get to the last phase.
And I think I have, though there might be a bit more crying today.
So you guessed it, I saw a gain, a 4 pound gain after three weeks of busting my butt.
And I know that I feel and look different, I know that I have lost fat. When I really think about it I'm confident of the fact. But the fact is also that I haven't been drinking enough water this week. I haven't been eating a balanced diet. I may have been 1500 calories or less this week, but they've usually been in one sitting. NOT a good thing. And my body is just tired. Who knows what is really going on.
So, I'll take this day as an opportunity to reassess my diet and exercise, and come up with a plan to make sure that next time the only phase I will have to deal with is celebration!! :)
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