I’ve decided not to weigh-in today. Instead I’m postponing it until tomorrow. It’s not cheating though – it’s just more pressure for next week! Quite frankly I’m fed up with only losing 4 pounds per new diet I’m on and then coming to a halt. There might be several different reasons as to why, and I’ve tried to analyze the ones that come to mind and change things up a bit.
The reasons I believe I might be failing from least likely to most likely;
The Muscles: I recently read about gaining weight the day after you’ve worked out due to muscles retaining water. Because I work out everyday except Sunday, I’m thinking that this is very unlikely for me. On the other hand one can never be too sure, so I’m not working out today in order to try and improve my number for tomorrow. Then of course I’m back to working out again on Friday morning. Going to the gym is important after all. I don’t want to end up all flabby and mushy on the outside when this is all said and done.
The Pepsi: Yeeeah, I had a Diet Pepsi two days ago. Dr. Atkins writes in his book that we have a choice to drink diet sodas or not, but I have a conspiracy theory that says that the translated Norwegian version I have of it was hijacked by the sodamakers. They do want to continue to make money after all. This might not be true, and for that I apologize to the sodamakers in advance, but I’m keeping my options as to why I’m failing open.
The Flax: Three days ago I made bread with flax seeds (grinded them up into flour), eggs, butter and baking soda. This could be the sinner right here. Of course that doesn’t explain why I didn’t lose weight between Thursday and Monday. The flax bread is now gone, as of yesterday for lunch, and I’m back to using lettuce as bread.
The Drugs: This is what I believe is sinner number one. Thankfully I’m in the process of weaning off the drug that’s the worst, Effexor, and I’m also giving up my other drug for anxiety, Flupentixol, tomorrow. Effexor, which is for treating my depression, is something I’m never going back to, but Flupentixol I might take if it’s not that that’s causing me to stall. Effexor is a bitch to get off, and when I’m finally there I’m never looking back. I hope someone reads this and realizes how crappy of a medication it is to wean off from, and thinks twice before signing on to it. I’m sure it’s very helpful to a lot of people, me included, but if I knew what trouble it would cause me to quit it I never would’ve started taking it.
Even though I haven’t lost any weight since the first four pounds, I still feel thinner and not to mention fitter. But then again; I have been working out, so I’m glad something’s still right with the world.
299 pounds and counting... down. 