I’m plateauing and it could not have happened at a worse time.
With not long left to go in my weight-loss journey, my body isn’t functioning the way I would have hoped.
Well aware how close the finish line is, I exercised my butt off this week and watched what I ate. I went to the gym and yoga, avoided alcohol – and what happened? Nothing. After all the huffing and puffing I only lost 600g.
on a positive note, I’m getting skinnier and enjoying wearing clothes I haven’t worn for 10 years. Admittedly, some of the styles are looking a little dated or too young for me, but I am just glad I can get them on and my legs no longer resemble those of a front-row forward.
That’s the most noticeable difference with my body – my leg muscles are more defined and shapely.
But that doesn’t mean from now on I’ll only be wearing miniskirts – far from it. While the legs are looking better, it’s a different story with my haunches.
When I started in oay, the first 10kg fell off my face, arms and boobs. The second 10kg came off my legs, stomach and upper body.
The final 10kg is coming off my legs and midriff, if only because there’s hardly any fat on my upper body left.
I know I’ve said this before, but why can’t the fuel needed for exercise come from the fat stores I least want, such as my thighs, instead of my bust?
Back to the situation at hand. What am I to do? I’m feeling comfortable and looking good at this weight, but I really want to get to my goal weight of 70kg, as I said I would.
But how will I do it? How am I going to lose the last 6.3kg? I’m working really hard as it is.
Bugger it. I can’t wait for Scotty to pull me out of this particular hole. He has helped me to dig deeper and muster more energy than I ever knew I had when I was totally spent, and has shown me all the tools I need to get the job done.
But I need to do this myself. So I’m going to dig deep and push on. The alcohol isn’t an issue, the food intake is good, apart from the odd moment of freestyling, and training will continue on its current plan.
This week I went for a run and had to turn back after just 20 minutes because I found myself bent over with a stitch-like pain. It was reminiscent of the labour cramps I had with my first child, Atlanta. I eventually crawled home, but that was the first time my body had ever folded on me. It was clearly screaming, “I have had enough. Stop!”
However, freedom will come when I finish my journey. There won’t be any more compulsory anything. From that point on, everything will be done not because I have to, but because I want to. It will be a wonderful place to be, don’t you think?
However, as in childbirth, I need one more big push to get the new me out.
A note from Scott Cottier
April has continued to lose weight and although she thinks she’s in a plateau, she’s not. We must remember not all weeks are as good as others. April has been lucky to sometimes lose large amounts, but people shouldn’t always expect this.
Following this journey has been amazing. I have people contacting me asking for help every day and it’s humbling to know they would like my assistance. I’m available to train anyone, whether it’s in person or online.
Wearing lots of clothes in summer, in order to increase sweat, won’t help weight loss. Light, fitted clothing allows the body to breath, which causes less external energy loss and assists the body to burn fat correctly.
Aim for long bouts of exercise, keeping at a consistent heart rate. Have a great week of training.
Scotty
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