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January 7th, 2015 Weigh Day Edition

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January 7th, 2015 Weigh Day Edition

During my initial weight loss, I lost the first two hundred pounds in a little more than ten months, then I spent the next sixteen months losing the last seventy-five pounds. That first ten months would be considered by most everyone as way too fast, but then again, when I reached two hundred-thirty pounds, it all averaged out to a little over two pounds per week. The slow down is inevitable. The less the body has to lose, the longer it takes. The more, the quicker. I've learned these things from experience.

I continue to be extremely blessed during this turnaround, to go into today's weigh-in forty one pounds from 230 (This isn't a "magic number," it's simply where I aimed before), is very fortunate, considering 37 weeks ago I was six pounds shy of four hundred, again. I believe my improved nutrition has played a key role in keeping my metabolism in decent shape and that's likely why I haven't experienced too much of a slow down...until now.

The body is a mystery, isn't it? My last weigh-in was an insane reduction of thirteen pounds. I, obviously, shed some water weight prior to stepping on the scale three weeks ago. I didn't, for one minute believe it was thirteen solid pounds of fat. And I didn't really care either way, the number was 271 and I was thrilled to see that number.

As much as I tell myself that the scale is simply a number and it isn't always the best reflection of what we're doing--as much as I counsel others against allowing the scale to reign supreme over their emotions...I'm very human, and I'll admit, I was disappointed in what I found today.

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I've lost two pounds in the last three weeks. Luckily for me, I immediately had a support buddy on the other end of a text conversation giving proper perspective to the side of me that resembles a spoiled little brat with an entitlement attitude. Then the update went out on Facebook and Twitter, where I was blessed with a giant outpouring of proper perspective. I absolutely adore you. If you were one of these fantastic supporters, thank you. I needed to read your thoughts.

Still, I immediately started analyzing what might have prompted such a dramatic slowdown. My food has been steady, except for three or four days during my recent illness, when I was falling considerably short. Perhaps my body went into preservation mode, where it hold onto weight because it fears the worst if it doesn't? Who knows?

My exercise commitment was the biggest clue. During the twenty-one day period, I took ten rest days. Granted, I was sick for the better part of a week--and it was advised to rest and be okay with this, still, I have a feeling it cost me a few pounds today. And really, big whoop. I mean, seriously...

The truth is, it doesn't matter. I'm in this for life. Time isn't a factor. There isn't a finish line I'm racing toward. What does matter is keeping the proper perspective, continuing to be grateful and continue holding the elements of my recovery sacred. I don't want it any other way.

I'm blessed beyond measure. I was headed full steam right back to over 500 pounds and now I'm here, and that's a very good thing.

Despite what today might have sparked within me, I decided this would be a rest day, or better--a proper perspective day. I need rest tonight. I'm headed to the pillow now and before I drift off to sleep, I'll offer up a prayer of gratitude--not just for today's weigh-in, but for all of it, this entire experience continues to be a gift and I mustn't ever forget this truth. 

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Thank you for reading and your continued support,
Strength,
Sean
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