Flat

No, I'm not talking about my abs, we're far from that goal (and actually not sure that is technically even a goal) I'm talking the line in my weight loss chart, it is not moving at all.  I've been at the same weight (overall) for a week and a half, I have hit my first infamous plateau.

OK, truth be told, plateau's are to be expected, and it has been week 12 (and now into week 13) that the scale has stopped moving, unless you count a brief  +.2/-.2 shift over the hump of last week.  Stepped up and stepped right back down.  Now I feel like I'm in a Mexican stand-off with my scale!

The really hard part to swallow is I have been SO GOOD this last couple weeks.  I have been staying solidly "in purple," and I've even stepped up my exercise.  Last week I got exercise all five days of the work week, and four of those days I would label the intensity as high, I was sweating bullets!  But so far in this standoff, the scale seems to have the upper hand.

Plateaus are inevitable, and the truth is, they have to be redefined as a call to "Press on!"  But they are also extremely frustrating. Everyone has their advice: "Kick it up a notch," or "Mix it up." Well I have, and still I am at this plateau.  But this I know, I have two options, stop here, or keep moving.  "Stop here" isn't even an option.  In the big picture, the reality is, I have a lot further to go than I have even already come.  That's not to belittle the progress I've made, it's just an honest assessment of the fact that I still have a whole lot further to go.

If I ever have any hope of the "flat" in my life to be used to described my abdomen, then I have to walk through the flat seasons of life to get there... or maybe I will work towards running through them... or swimming... or "Just Dance"-ing along the way. One way or another I know the motto must remain, I PRESS ON!!!!