Plateauing

Close to the end of week 6, and I think I’ve finally hit what seems to be that dreaded plateau that all of those fitness sites keep talking about. I’ve been doing my usual routine, and it’s not getting me any progress. I’ve been at a consistent weight for the last 5 days, which is strange. I suppose it’s still too early to tell if it’s really a plateau, but I should wait for a period of two weeks without change before doing something about it, right?

So, that can only mean I’m overdue for switching up my routine. My body’s gotten way too comfortable doing the same thing. I should definitely reintroduce weights into the mix.

Beyond this, I can’t let this plateauing get me down. This weight loss thing has become a mini-obsession for me. While it’s good that it’s drawing my focus, I’m starting to think it’s a bit much. I was clued into this fact the other day. I was on the treadmill for 30 minutes at which point I stopped because I was feeling like crap. As soon as I got off, I started thinking, “Man! What the hell was that? I can’t believe you got off!” I started to get angry at myself because I knew that I could go longer if I pushed myself. It was only minutes later when I finally put things into perspective. “Why are you being so hard on yourself? You did 30 minutes! That’s not worthless, you know?” Seriously.

What kind of fucked up state of mind is it when you’re berating yourself when you’ve only exercised for a half hour?

I just wanted to get that off my chest.

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