September of last year is when I started working on it. My challenge for the Committed Challenge wasn’t training; it was food. I stopped counting, weighing, and tracking food and quit weighing myself for the challenge. I weigh myself daily, but I still don’t track my food.
The short version of my struggles is the question of why. Why do I care if I have a six pack? Why does it bother me to have a little fit of fat on my body?
I couldn’t find good answers to those questions. In fact, they inhibit training progress. I still see guys who are 20-25% body fat with decent muscle mass and think “Dang, they’re jacked.” If I see that as a positive for them then why can’t I see it as a positive for me? Why do I hold myself to different standards?
I still struggle but I’m better. I’ve settled into a 5-7 pound window for my body weight. I usually eat some cheat meals on the weekends and spend the rest of the week getting the scale back down to the weeks’ starting weight.
This sounds awful. I ate 15 ounces of veggies yesterday and it was spread over two meals. I can’t imagine doubling that. My digestive system would mutiny.