Help me out of this stall!

[Alikfield 48]

Any suggestions!? I know it's been talked about so much on here but now I feel like I'm going nuts. I've finally been getting into working out (started couch to 5k this week)... It'll be a month next week since my surgery (down 35 lbs incl pre op diet). I feel like I should go back to liquids only or just eat even less! I don't know what to do. Any words from the wise??

[SMO 193]

If you are a month out next week, you are in the dreaded week 3 stall. I am 33 days out and spent from day 15 to day 29 in a stall. I lost 16 pounds pre-op and 18 pounds from day 1 to day 15. Then nothing for two weeks. On day 30 I lost a pound and on day 32 another pound. You cannot expect a pound a day throughout the process. Here is how I look at it: it took my eight months pre op to lose 16 pounds and only 33 days to lose 20 pounds. That works for me. I promise you that you are not stuck forever. Just go with it and watch you body continue to shrink even while your weight stays the same

[gmanbat 5,889]

I hit stalls at that stage but I had already made my mind up that the fat was coming off no matter what the scale said. It was never about worrying that it wouldn't come off, it was more like being curious about how my body was going to do it. I did the right things and just stood back and watched.

I learned a lesson about patience from a cat I had, Bootsy. When I knew there was a rat in the house I would say, "Boot,..there's a rat in the house!" He would walk over to the heat register and stare down into it for hours on end. In the middle of the night he was meowing loudly and woke us up. We came out of the bedroom and he sat there in front of the door staring up at us with a dead rat at his feet. The look on his face was, "There ya go. Mission accomplished!"

The rat was as good as dead as soon as I told Bootsy about it. Yer fat is dead, too. Ya took out a contract on it.

[maharet111 544]

I hit stalls at that stage but I had already made my mind up that the fat was coming off no matter what the scale said. It was never about worrying that it wouldn't come off, it was more like being curious about how my body was going to do it. I did the right things and just stood back and watched.

I learned a lesson about patience from a cat I had, Bootsy. When I knew there was a rat in the house I would say, "Boot,..there's a rat in the house!" He would walk over to the heat register and stare down into it for hours on end. In the middle of the night he was meowing loudly and woke us up. We came out of the bedroom and he sat there in front of the door staring up at us with a dead rat at his feet. The look on his face was, "There ya go. Mission accomplished!"

The rat was as good as dead as soon as I told Bootsy about it. Yer fat is dead, too. Ya took out a contract on it.

I love this!!!!!!

[Decembersleever 154]

Me too! What a great analogy