The dreaded P word. When you are losing a lot of weight, the word “plateau” is a word that carries as much consequences as the word “cookies”. You bust your ass. You watch what you eat. The weight just doesn’t come off. This is a super dangerous time. Its like the old “Why do bad things happen to good people?” question. It is really easy to throw your hands up and say why am I doing this? Put the keys down. You don’t need to make a run for the border for a Volcano Double Beef Burrito. Get your hands off that piece of chocolate cake.
So what to do weight stops coming off? You could go either way. You have to change something. Once I hit the 230s, I was on a big roll. Then everything slowed down. Its like your body wakes up and figures out something is going on. It fights tooth and nail against what’s going on. This is when I usually pack it in and eventually pack it on. What I am finding is that your body does freak out when it figures that the weight is coming off but it also embraces it after awhile. Heart: “WTF? What is this exercise bullshit?” Lungs: “I hear you bro. I never work this hard.” Stomach: “Shut up you whiny crybabies. I feel like red-headed step-child down here.” Heart: “I am pumping a lot more. Shit. Might as well go with it.”
This is where the scale really kills you. Even though you hit a plateau in terms of pounds coming off, you feel better and better all the time. That’s what you need to embrace. It is tough when you’ve told the world that you are going to be 180 lbs in 180 days. At least by setting that goal, I was able to push through that plateau. There will be more. Stay the course. Ignore the scale. Remember you used to be winded at the top of the stairs.
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