Day 30…

jogman

I woke up this morning, jumped on the scale, and lo and behold the same f#$@ing number. The plateau continues. I could be discouraged and dwell on the unfairness of it all: meal preps, exercising when I really don’t want to, passing on work’s endless stream of office and birthday goodies, weighing and tracking macro-nutrients. Instead I choose to believe my body is busy healing and making internal adjustments to prepare for the next phase. I will think of how far removed I am from the person who stood before the mirror three years ago: weighing 294 instead of 209, having high blood pressure vs normal, being diabetic vs not, skin erupting with allergic reactions vs. no reactions, having a 44 inch waist vs a 35 inch one. I will commit to another month of the same process that has gotten me here. The worst case…I have discovered maintenance for my current weight and activity level. The best case… I am a thermodynamic exception and will soon be rich beyond my wildest dreams as scientists line up to examine me.

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jogman

Yup. That big red circle is me. No worries. I have plateaued before and probably will in the future. The body isn’t linear nor is it a closed system. I will be patient...