So this was not a great week. I'll admit I was getting a bit cocky. I was feeling good. I was thinking I'm finally starting to look better. I had several people tell me this week that they thought I looked like I had lost weight. That made me feel good. But I think the vanity came back to bite me in the ass.
I got on the scale this morning, and to my shock, I had not lost any weight. I was really looking forward to being in the 2-teens. I had been good about what I was eating, I was swimming at night and all for a big fat zero in weight change. I guess this is about the time when my body will get used to what I have been doing and has found out how to manage with my calorie in take and the amount that I'm burning with my work outs. I guess this is the next hurdle I have to get over. I knew it wasn't going to be easy, but this one hurt.
I guess there's not much else to say but to get back out there, work hard, eat smarter and push through to the 2-teens. I'll let you know how it goes.