No? Well, that’s understandable. If you’re rocking in a rocking chair, you’re obviously not trying to get anywhere.
What about if you were out on a walk outside, two miles away from your house, and you really had to pee. You up the pace, try to ignore your bladder, and cover as much ground as you can as quickly as you can. But then, fifteen minutes later, you discover that despite your best efforts, you’ve gone nowhere. You’re still standing in front of the exact same park, only now your bladder has gone from a plea to a scream.
That? Right there? Is the weight loss plateau.
Sooner or later, if you’re exercising and watching what you eat, it finds you. You’re doing great, seeing the scale numbers drop lower every week, and then BAM! Weight loss plateau sneaks in, steals your lunch, slaps you across the face, and then leaves.
That’s what happened to me this week. You can read all about it on my post for Fitness Together Sammamish. So what am I going to do? I’m going to slap weight loss plateau right back. I only have a few more months to lose weight, I don’t have time to monkey around with plateaus and whatnot. This is war.
I’m adding sprinting to my treadmill routine, increasing my reps, and maybe, just maybe, I’ll be able to banish the plateau for another 20 pounds or so. I will sprint that sonofagun into submission, or my name isn’t Erika Mitchell!