'The Numbers Vs. How You Feel'


Rough week.  I learned that I'd only lost 2 pounds in the last 2 weeks.  I'd been hoping to lose AT LEAST 4 pounds during this period.  This was a bit of a crushing blow after losing 10 pounds in 3 weeks.  I couldn't stop thinking about what I might have done wrong.  Sarah @ MV Nutrition looked over my database entries and we noted that my dinners have been a little large and I was going over on my carbs a little bit, so I decided to focus on improving these things for next week.  I'd had one "large calorie" day, but really, 2 pounds in 2 weeks?  

Even a day with some booze and a small piece of cake shouldn't keep me from averaging better than a pound a week for 2 weeks!  (And for the record, it was Citizen Cake's After Midnight Chocolate Cake, a freakin' FIFTY FIVE DOLLAR CAKE; I picked it up for a party in my office, I didn't cave and eat some crappy Safeway cake with plastic frosting -- just so we're clear, I didn't get to be the big guy I am today by not having Cake Integrity.)

An interesting side effect of the weight loss process is how everyone in your life wants to get involved.  While this is usually a good thing, I told a few people about my 2 pounds in 2 weeks, everyone started giving me all their theories. And some of theories were kinda annoying, and ill-informed.  I know everyone wanted me to feel better, and yes, I totally understand that this is just ONE data point and beating myself up over it accomplishes nothing...but dammit, weight loss is emotional experience so I'm entitled to sulk a bit, right?  Consider that freakin' comic strip "Cathy."  That woman is NUTS, she sweats huge tear drops (they fly into the air!) every time she resists a piece of cake.   I'm not neurotic like that.  I just want better numbers.  I'm a math guy.  I always have been.  I believe that success in this arena is measured by the numbers.  Every time someone says to me "it's not about the NUMBERS, it's how you FEEL," I say, "I will FEEL better when the NUMBERS are better."
It wasn't an entirely awful week. Billy @ DIAKADI was out of the gym so I had to work out by myself.  This was initially a terrifying prospect - no Billy to protect me from the scary gym, no Billy to hold my hand through it all!  However, not surprisingly, Billy had prepared me well to do my routines on my own.  And the gym isn't scary, in fact, everyone I've met (trainers, clients, staff) have been super nice and extremely welcoming.  So, I was fine.  It felt great to discover I'd learned a lot since I started working out.  I did tell Gina and some other DIAKADI staff (including Billy, via email) that I felt like i only got about 80% of my workout when Billy wasn't there.  When you're used to working  out with someone who (1) keeps cueing you on how you should be holding your body, (2) does the timing and counting for you, and (3) pushes you to keep going, it suddenly feels like you have to concentrate VERY hard in order to work out on your own.  And that concentration effects your ability to perform.  So I felt like across the week I might have only received about 80% of the benefit of the workouts.  Billy joked with me over email that it's that missing 20% that keeps him in business.
And that funny comment reminds me of something else I felt was missing this week:  Billy's company.  He's a fun guy to chat with and laugh with while I'm resting between sets.  I am a very social animal; I am pretty sure I wouldn't have as much fun if I were working out alone all the time.  Hell, I'm pretty sure I wouldn't be going to the gym half as often if I didn't look forward to the personal training.  Something for me to keep in mind for after my Commit to Fit year ends, for sure.
Author:  Dave McKew, Commit to Fit Winner, 2011