ObesityHelp

I haven't lost any weight since Christmas -- 2 months.  I lost 2 pounds on December 23rd, but for the 6 weeks before that, I hadn't lost any weight either.  Basically I'm losing about 2 pounds every 6 weeks or so since August.  Of course I'm frustrated. 

I posted on a thread today some of my thoughts on the matter.  Figured I'd copy them here so I don't lose my mental ramblings.

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I'm 190-ish right now (189-191).  I'm wearing a size 16 jeans and a large or medium top.  I have a pair of size 12 stretchy jeans that I can put on and zip up .... but I can't breath.  LOL!  So I don't think they count yet. 

I know I'm not working hard enough at the gym.  But I really hate the gym.  I'm an outdoor girl and I want to feel my feet hitting dirt on a trail that winds through the woods and runs along the river.  I want to feel sunshine on my face and breath fresh air and hear birds cheering me along as I sweat my butt off.  I don't want to look at other sweaty people pumping iron or reading magazines on the elliptical machine or being bored on the treadmills or goofing off with the free weights -- it goes against my grain and I resent the time I spend cooped up inside.  So I don't go to the gym as often as I should ... and I know it's been hurting my progress with the scale. 

It's still cold here in Michigan (13 degrees today).  I'm registered for a 5k race this weekend and I know I'll freeze my butt off, but at least I'll be outside.  Registered for another race on March 22nd and another on April 11th.  Even if I get frostbite, I swear I'm getting back outside and on the trails.  And I'm going to push myself to try running too!  The massive weight loss has affected me just like everyone else -- I'm freezing all the time! -- but right now, it's more important that I get back to my workouts than not be cold, so I'll suffer for a while until spring officially comes.  Because really... I can't bear the thought of being in the gym anymore.  I'll still go, but it will no longer be my primary workout location.

The scale will move eventually. 
Maybe this is God's way of teaching me patience so that I can once again have hope. 
Romans 5:3-4 --- ... but we glory in tribulation, knowing that tribulation worketh patience; And patience, experience; and experience, hope

~Pam