It comes in waves. On some days, I'm fine. Just chugging along at my goals. On others, I get extremely frustrated and depressed. I'm doing everything I should be doing. I'm eating less. I'm eating healthy whole foods. I'm not eating out. I'm moving more. The scale says the pounds are dropping... but why aren't they dropping faster?
That's a rhetorical question. I know exactly why they're not, but I still have trouble shaking this feeling that the universe is against me, slowing my progress for kicks. I look at the amazing people who have lost way more weight than I even needed to lose at my starting weight and can't help but wonder how they managed to do it. Those people go from 600 pounds down to 200... losing an entire "me"... wasn't there a time when they just thought "this is taking forever... it's going to take years, so why even bother?".
I know all the cliche sayings... and I know they're true. "The only healthy way to lose weight is slowly, maximum 2lbs per week.", and "it's not a sprint, it's a marathon". Still though, having lost almost 70 pounds, and with more than that to go... I know I won't be where I want to be until at least next year, and that's hard.
I feel like I'm running on a treadmill, chasing a donut. Treading water. Going through the futile motions...
How do I develop stronger patience?
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