I think I’ve figured out why I’ve been on a plateau, and how to break it. Oddly enough, I came across it not even thinking about weight, just my state of mind. I recently moved across the bay about 1.5 months ago, joined a new (expensive) gym, as the chain gym to which I belong has a really substandard branch nearby. The classes are weak, here. They’re slow. The yoga is okay, cardio is tame. When I woke up yesterday morning, I was feeling grouchy and restless. I needed something to burn away all the “piss and vinegar” that I was feeling, so I drove over the bay, went to a kickboxing class that makes me feel better, and yoga, since I spent $4 on bridge toll, I’d better make it worth it. I worked harder in that class than I do in three here, my whole body/mind feels it, and I’m still tired today. I’ll likely even take the day off from the gym, just walk.
Now my theory, that I need this more intense workout, to burn my increasingly stubborn fat, needs to be tested with the scale, but I think it will work. If nothing else, it certainly improves my mood. I’m going to quit my new gym, and use the $60/month to drive across 2x week, Wednesday evenings (step, body sculpt) and Sunday (kickboxing and either yoga or this other intriguing looking class called willpower & grace, which looks to be a mix of dance and calisthenics). I especially like the step class, I crave it and enjoy it like I used to enjoy drugs I no longer do. Instead of the tapping and stepping we do at the class here, we fly over the bench. I’ll still go to the crappy branch here, to fill in the gaps, and that’s where I weigh myself. I have around 8 pounds until I’m no longer “overweight”, going to try to get there by my 41st b-day, in December.