Body for Life is a 12 week work out/eat right challenge. I'm on my fourth.
Today's journal entry starts off with “Congratulations! You are more than halfway!” That was amazing. How did that happen? It's been a day at a time and finally, poof, it's been six weeks.
I'm not making progress like the Champions who win the big money did. Some people who didn't win money made bigger changes than I did. For example, there is at least one woman who was not a champion who said she lost 40 pounds in one 12 week challenge. I've lost 40+ pounds, but this is week 42 for me.
I was really depressed about the whole thing because I am not losing even a pound a week anymore. I've lost five pounds this six weeks. But then I got over it. As long as I am going in the right direction, I guess it can be slow if it has to be.
One recommendation of Bill Phillips, the guy who started BFL, is that you fail quickly. I was really trying to do that. I work hard at looking to see where I am making errors so that I can figure them out faster. However, I haven't been able to find any. Neither has my sister, who has never had a weight problem because she's always worked out.
She did make some recommendations to “mix it up” or change my program. I've been doing it for a long time. Maybe my body is just used to what it is doing.
Some of her suggestions:
Eat fewer carbs, maybe even skip carbs at the last meal of the day.
Change my workout to cover two body parts per time. Instead of doing pyramids, do four sets of different exercises for each muscle 10xs each.
Shock my body by doing something different for aerobics. Do stairs or go to a class instead of biking and the treadmill.
My goal was to be at my original goal weight by my birthday, 3/3. Don't think I am going to make that. But I would like to be able to wear all the sentimental clothes I kept in my closet. For instance, I have the dress I wore on my first date with my husband. I would love to be able to wear that out somewhere nice for my birthday. Right now it still doesn't fit. I think it is the smallest of my sentimental clothes stash.
My sentimental clothes also include the red dress which my sons and husband bought me for Easter five years ago. I looked hot in it. But now I am too small to fill it out. Then there is a beautiful pink long dress that I got to teach about Thailand to kids at our church. The missionaries in Thailand are friends of mine, so I wanted to do as much as I could to let people know about them.)