I have heard that the saying “muscle weighs more than fat” is really just an excuse.  I don’t want to make excuses.  I am running farther than I have run in my life, and I am watching what I eat.  I am not currently drinking any alcohol.  And I am not losing any weight.

I know this is the time that I need to persevere.  I need to push through this weight loss plateau.  I know this.  Yet it doesn’t make it any easier.

However, yesterday I took my measurements and was astounded by the results.  I may not be losing pounds but I am losing inches.

Since hitting this plateau, I have:

• Lost 2 inches off of my waist
• Lost 2 inches off of my bust
• Lost 1.5 inches off of my hips
• Lost 1 inch off of my thighs
• Lost 1/2 inch off of my bicep and forearm
• Lost 1/2 inch off of my neck

So, that’s pretty good.  I guess a plateau is really only a plateau if no progress is being made.   I am definitely making progress even if it’s not reflected in the scale.  I am getting smaller.

I ran a 5K today at lunch time.   It was not a good run.  I was tired before I even started and I just couldn’t get in a rhythm.   A friend of mine told me that even if you have to start and stop 5 times during a run, keep with it and eventually you’ll get it.  I can see his point, the forth or fifth time I restarted after stopping to walk, I did finally start to get into a bit of a groove.   However, I was on my lunch break and I ran out of time, so I’ll never really know if I would have ever enjoyed today’s run.    But there is always tomorrow!