The other day I hit a point where I was SO angry that it wasn't even funny. As I am trying to give the Fatman to Batman movement my best I decided that it was time I switched over to free weights so I could harness all the benefits they had to offer. Before that I used the machines. And man do I feel a difference. Im also proud of the fact that I have been doing amazing with the diet aspect of my endeavour.
So I was feeling a bit proud because I have been getting some great compliments about how I look. And because I know I've lost some weight because my clothes fit me a lot better. So feeling like a million bucks I hopped up on the scale to see where I was at, in just a towel to get a fair reading. I have a wager with friends and needed to see where I was. I expected to see at least a 5 pound weight loss. I fiddled with the machine until it needle rested. 291! WHAT? 291? According to the scale not only did I not lose any weight from the last weigh, but I gained a pound. NOT POSSIBLE! I said to myself. I was livid. I knew that I had done very well. I did everything right. Yes I had the occasional food from the naughty list but not to the effect I was seeing here. I went out and still did my workout but my enthusiasm for the day was shot.
I sat on the bench in the locker room livid texting my best friend before I showered. I was still so mad that I was legit holding back tears. I felt like I was failing hardcore. I am working so hard to not fail at this. I have tried before, done well and then slipped back to bad habits.To his credit, (and this is why he is my best friend) he let me fume for a while, bitch, rant whine and moan at him, then he told me to stop being so damn negative. Rob assured me that I'm not failing, that I'm just packing on muscle. I told him that I was giving this almost everything I had in me. " Then give it everything!" he responded. After I had my manic meltdown I paused and realized he was right. Muscle is heavier than fat. I don't how much FAT, but I know for sure that I have lost a lot. Rob is right I havent failed I have been succeeding the whole time. Just last night he and my friends Brad and Steph even looked at me and remarked at tmy slimming down.
My point to this is don't beat yourself up like I did. Your body is going to fluctuate. you will have days where its up and where its down. Also educate yourself a bit more than I did about what happens during weight loss and weight lifting. I have turned my anger into rededication and educating myself on nutrition and how to get the most out of my workouts. Let your anger fuel you in cases like this. DONT GIVE IN TO YOUR INNER FATMAN. Times when you are weak are when he is strongest. Do what I did and get in touch with you team and get some back up. I wanna thank my team for always being there. Also the lovely ladies I work with because they reassured me as well that I'm not failing. Peace out friends.
Good job, Steve! As a life-long struggler with weight, what Rob is saying is true. Forget the numbers! Your clothes tell the story.... Keep at it man! Peace out.
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