So about no score and two months ago, I set forth upon this continent a new weight loss journey conceived in the loss of food liberty and dedicated to the proposition that all men were created equal…but not with women!
In that time, I have spent my weekdays either walking around my house 10x including up and down the stairs (did I mention TEN TIMES?) or walking on the treadmill for 20-25 min at a pace that would rival a go cart (okay it just feels that way). I have, in addition, severely decreased my intake of carbs, sugar, and just about anything that tastes good, while trying not to starve myself for fear my body will be under the delusion that it was starving to death and store all my calories as FAT (but mostly in my hind quarters and thighs).
During that same time (actually it was only two weeks), my husband had cut down on his salt, sugar and carbs while cheating in the early evening with ICE CREAM and exercising naught. (For those of you that don’t watch BBC America, that means NONE!)
Results:
- In two weeks, my husband had lost six pounds.
- In two months, my post menopausal female body GAINED…eight pounds!
Yes, you read that correctly. He lost just shy of what I GAINED and it only took him one quarter of the time it took me!
Does this seem a bit…I don’t know…UNFAIR to any of you?! Yeah. Me too!
So here’s what I’m doing about it. I’m slowly stepping up my game. Instead of 20 min on the treadmill at level 2, I’ve been incrementally increasing the level and am now at level 3 and, as of the time of this writing, I have seemingly lost two pounds, though the scale lies. It seems to depend upon what time of day I step on it, how many hairs I’ve lost in the shower, and whether or not I have inhaled a bit more air.
I know it may be an uphill battle only six months after my hysterectomy and full menopausal status (which took almost 18 yrs in coming to fruition), but I am determined to keep going…at least until my legs fall off.
And so I continue such that these calories have not died in vain… that this body, under God, shall have a new birth of weight loss — and that body of the JoJo, by the JoJo, for the JoJo, shall not perish from the earth…until skinny.
What’s your post Meno Weight Loss Story? Did you also reach your *plateau* at the BEGINNING of your weight loss journey? Or am I alone in this?
Love this story! I also love that you keep going and don’t give up. Could your weight gain during this time, since you have worked out much more than your husband, be a gain in leg and thigh muscles? I find that when I work out, I bulk up especially in the thighs (I like kickboxing:-)) and gain a few pounds. When I don’t work out, I lose weight because I lose the muscle. Just a theory.
I know muscle weighs more than fat, but I sincerely doubt that as I’m very jiggly and most of it is in my hind quarters and around my waist as love handles. My thighs have always been large and always will be. Just the way I’m built. Calves too. Just more now, but most of the gain has been in my waist and hind quarters which is why I noticed because my pants no longer fit and everything is tight. Nice try though. LOL
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You know, every time I have gotten serious about diet and exercise, I lost about ten pounds and immediately got pregnant. That does not help weight loss. I’m guessing that isn’t your problem.
I have noticed that I have to work harder to maintain the status quo the older I get.
Thanks, Harry.
ROFL I hear ya, Dana! No, that’s not my problem. I can’t get pregnant anymore. They took out my baby making equipment. LOL You are right. The older we get the harder it is and menopause makes that even more difficult for some of us. My mom says maybe after my body adjusts to no more hormones, I can slim down. Til then, I’m puttin on the pounds. Gained the two back I thought I lost. Ah well…