February was a …. strange month. From a weight loss standpoint, it was outstanding. I lost 4.4 pounds. I know for many that doesn’t sound like much, but the last time I had a comparable loss was last May. And, I was really in a plateau from about October on. So, this was a great month.
In some ways, I can say it wasn’t as great as it sounds. January, I lost .6 pounds, but didn’t weigh in the last week. And, I was sick during the latter part of February so my last loss probably reflects some water loss that will come back as I start feeling better and eating more.
Still, while I might gain back a little, I won’t gain back most of it. And, during February, I met a number of personal milestones. I’m now down more than 50 pounds. And, I’m at the lowest weight I’ve been since my son was born in 1994. I finally lost the “baby weight.” (Ha! He turns 21 this year).
So, why was February strange? Because I lost so much weight, while meeting few of my goals for this quarter. The month started out strong. I was finally consistently walking again and burning more calories. This had started in January, and continued on as February started. Then, things went off the rails. There were a number of very stressful events, in the first half of February. I was away from home a lot of the time and my schedule just went by the way side.
Just when I thought things were getting back to more or less normal, I got sick. I’m not often sick, and usually when I am, it is of short duration. This time, I had a high fever and really felt like doing nothing for about 10 days. It is only the last couple of days that my fever has been gone (although the cough remains). And, my husband also had the same bug. During this time, I didn’t feel like doing much of anything, including eating.
So, for February, I walked fewer steps than in January, burned fewer calories and ate less fruits and vegetables. Despite this, my Fitbit says my daily calorie deficit was over 100 calories a day more than in January. And, that is because I ate almost 150 calories a day less than in January. This wasn’t by design, but was simply because of feeling wretched for so much of the month.
The one good thing is that, despite the high stress, and the temptation for emotional eating, I mostly stayed in good control of eating (with only one day that was really not good).
This wasn’t quite how I envisioned February, but I’m glad it’s over and glad that 4.4 pounds are gone as well.