A chapter from my book ‘My Big Fat Fat’ (2018)
A humorous and touching account for those losing or coping with excess weight. With her laugh-out-loud humor, Samantha Dee covers all subjects from beauticians to socks in this easy to read A to Z guide on weight loss, maintenance, and ways to nourish your self-esteem.
P is for… Plateaus
Many a time, at the many slimming classes I’ve attended, I’ve seen individuals who won’t lose weight, or they lose half a pound (which they really just peed out before they got to class). Or, they put on a pound.
‘I just don’t get it, I’ve been really good this week,’ I hear them telling the class leader.
Heard that before? Yeah, me too.
In every likelihood, they hopped off the wagon that week, had an event they hadn’t planned for, or got dragged along to some work social.
For those who have had successful weight loss and their weight loss has slowed, they should consider increasing exercise. Recalculating BMR regularly will refresh your daily calorie requirement. Also, if you’ve lost that weight, you need to exercise for longer to burn the same amount. So, it’s likely that which is causing the plateau.
Or, you might just be bored out of your mind with the food you’re eating, despite your success.
Certain prescription drugs can also cause a slow-down in weight loss.
We’d go to slimming classes because it was something we had in common: we were always dieting. I think Mum used to do it for me, really. I never ever saw her as ‘fat‘, and she was always super active, always on the go. I think it was her way of encouraging me, and also something we could do together. I miss that.
On one particular occasion, the class leader delivered the news that Mum hadn’t lost any weight that week.
Mum explained that she was taking prescription medication. She as too dignified to tell her what for. (I always loved that about Mum.)
And, I swear to GOD, the class leader rolled her eyes as if to say she’d heard all the excuses before.
I almost burst into tears on behalf of my mum; I was so angry. On this occasion, she had other things to worry about, you know—surviving, and the class leader was rolling her eyes that she hadn’t lost a pound that week.
Mum died not long after. And I never set foot in any slimming class again.