If consistency is the name of the game, then I have that in spades. I lost another 1.2 pounds this week, taking me down to 386.4. I am within shouting distance of losing 30 pounds overall, and that is no mean feat. Are things moving more slowly than I would like? Absolutely. But a positive difference I feel this time over three years ago is that I am developing a lifestyle. I am imperfect and I am allowing myself to be. But the curve of progress is bending in the right direction. I am fairly consistently losing about a pound a week. And if I can do that with what is, lets be honest, very little effort then when I decide to pour it on a bit I can maybe get ahead of the pace. This week was one of those times where I made steps to maybe gain a little momentum.
I met on Tuesday with a former theater colleague who is a personal trainer. She and I crafted a game plan of some exercise I can and should do every day to build core strength, balance, and start to build up some muscle. What effect this will have on the number on the scale is hard to say, but if I replace every pound of fat I lose with a pound of muscle I am ok with that for the time being, because eventually biology will catch up with me and I will start to use up some of that stored fuel. I have a 1 pound baseline of progress that I have maintained for half a year. As frustratingly slow as that is it is not all I can do, but rather a foundation to build on. This week is the first of trying to attack this problem on two fronts. Anybody familiar with military history knows that defense on two fronts is difficult, and I plan to take the advantage it gives. Add in the bonus of having considerable movement in some of my rehearsals for my show and I am going to have some pretty good activity in my life. I expect some good things in the coming month.