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Clear eyes, full heart, can lose

Hulk smash plateau
How many times have I taken a breath and said “OK, let’s get back on track”? Lemme list the blog categories I created on this blog over the years:

I’m really good at writing headlines, and labeling things and making logos – far easier than losing the weight.

I journeyed back to find any reference to how much I weighed back in 2010 and it’s exactly where I am now, but my muscle percentage has gone from around 32 percent to 37 percent, so some of the fluff has been displaced by muscle, and I am a size smaller.

Here is the issue I need to change:

  • Eating random crap late at night

That’s it. One issue keeping the scale flat-lining, save for a jump up or down a few pounds.

That’s called maintenance, which is great if you’re done losing weight, but I’m not.

I’m working out 5 to 6 days a week, so it’s not lack of exercise, but as we all know, you can’t outrun your fork (or a handful of almonds, or a few spoons of ice cream, or a butterknife full of dark chocolate peanut butter).

I’m supposed to be recording everything that goes in my mouth after 9 p.m. and bringing that list to The Weight Shrink, but I’m not doing it. Those post 9 p.m. visits to the kitchen usually go like this:

  1. Apple, handful of almonds (OK, great, stop there, you’re golden).
  2. 3 ounces of turkey breast dipped in mustard.
  3. Bowl of salad (Great, now shut it down).
  4. Hummus and celery (or fingers)
  5. Big swig of kefir
  6. Cheese stick

So in one night, I can consume nearly a week’s worth of nighttime snacks.

No bueno.

And am I really, truly hungry? I sometimes think so, but really? No.

During the day, my meals are pretty much perfect – smoothie, protein bar and fruit, big salad with protein and a serving of healthy fats, lean proteins with green veggies and a single serving of starches.

But after dinner is when it all comes undone.

(Are you as tired of reading this as I am writing this?)

So, since I didn’t bother resolving anything on January 1, I’ll do it now (I was going to say “try it now” but like Yoda says:

“Do, or do not. There is no try.” (Funny thing is, I haven’t seen one Star Wars movie. Really.)

I resolve this day, Monday, April 29, 2013, that my will to succeed is far greater than my desire for a handful of pistachios, or a big glob of peanut butter, or a cheesestick, or leftover chicken, or whatever strikes my peckish fancy.


Lessons learned, slate wiped clean. Hulk-smashing this plateau. (I actually broke the plateau a couple weeks ago to finally "win" a DietBet but it jumped back up a couple pounds about 5 minutes after I got off the scale.)

This time I mean it. And yes, I’ve written that before. How do I know this time?

Just a feeling – a strong, in-control, clear-eyed feeling that’s not wrapped up in frustration or futility.

Next week I will let you know the weight change from today, whatever the outcome.

I feel good about this. It can be done.