Too tired to be snarky...Part 1

I have been WORKING MY FAT ASS OFF this week!  As some of you know,  I had been working really hard to lose weight a few months ago, and, as many of you I'm sure have noticed, I sort of fell off  the health wagon about 8 weeks ago.  It took me 8 weeks to lose 33 lbs and 8 weeks to put 10 back on. 




Yo-Yo.....Ma*

  I started Monday back at the gym, committing myself 14 work outs in 14 days with at least 650 calories burned each.  Today was day 4 and I burned the shit out of 818 on the elliptical and treadmill.  I'm also alternating upper and lower body machines every 2 days. 

So, if you've ever worked out REALLY hard you know there are phases.  The first few days are nothing but soreness and nausea and "why the hell am I doing this?"s. Then, the soreness lets up, and that's when the fun begins.  Today, after doing my lower body and knocking out the first half hour on the elliptical, I stepped off, waiting for the wave of nausea I knew was coming.  Nope.  Today it was the rush.  The cloudy feeling, the dizziness, and the feeling like I could fly like Superman!  OMG!!!   




We have the same body type...


Unfortunately, I know it won't last forever.  There's going to be the 3rd phase.  The dreaded "plateau".  That day when no matter how hard you work, the rush doesn't come.  The day the scale doesn't move no matter how little or how much you eat, work out, drink water, poop, etc.  You get panicky.  You think you're doing something wrong.  You change up your routine.  Then you start questioning yourself.  Why, oh, why can't I lose?!   You know you can't possibly eat less than what you are now and still function.  You get depressed.  You start eating.  And eating. And eating. And gaining. Ugh! 

To be continued.....


*Photo by Stephen Danelian
**Photo by miniBIGS