I lost a crummy half-pound.
All around me I have friends (and they mean well) telling me that slowing down my weight loss is inevitable, that it’s going to slow down as I get smaller and that’s okay. I usually smile and nod, politely, and keep repeating that they’re wrong.
I know myself, and I know that any time I accept that particular mentality, I will be in trouble. At first it will be okay to lose a pound a week, and then it will be okay that it was just a half a pound. Soon following will be the, “Well I didn’t lose any weight but I didn’t gain!” and then will come, “It’s only a pound gain.” Before I know it, the weight will snowball back on.
The one thing I’ve learned is that losing sight of your goal and determination is a major problem, and I can worry about maintaining when I get there. In the meantime, if I’m not losing at least 1-2 pounds a week (and that’s being generous) I should remain on my own case.