I hit a wall, before I went out of town I hit a plateau, and I cheated a little when I was away. I also did not work out when I was in Phoenix, except for some light outdoor yoga, walking, and a bit of swimming. Now I am back, my toe is on the mend and I weighed myself this morning. I am up to 173 lbs. I put on two pounds while I was away, it may be water weight but I have to now work harder than ever.
This is a slow process and I am fine with that. I know I am gaining muscle, and losing inches and the scale may deviate from time to time. I hit a wall, and I am not taking it lightly. I am determined now more than ever, and I am fighting back. I will get out my pink boxing gloves, and hit that damn wall back until it crumbles into a million tiny pieces. I will not ever give up on my goals or let myself slip up. I just need to change up my eating a bit, trick my lazy metabolism so it works harder than it likes to. I know I can do this, and I will persevere.