Sometimes I think the hardest thing about trying to lose weight is not the weight, but the wait. You can track your calories/points, get your exercise in, drink gallons of water and then, when you step on the scale, you’ve lost less than 1/2 a pound.

Stinks, doesn’t it?

But you know, if you just keep going, the pounds you lose will add up. Each 1/2 lb., or even less, adds up over time and you will lose the weight you want to lose…eventually. And it’s the “eventually” that makes it hard. You think, “Why am I making all this effort for such little results?” Then people will tell you, “Well, you didn’t put on that extra 50 lbs. overnight, so you won’t lose it overnight!”

To which I want to respond: “F off!”

Because as much as you KNOW these things, as much as you tell yourself over and over again, “One day at a time. One meal at a time,” waiting and waiting for those 1/2 lbs. to become pounds, to become 10 lbs., can just seem to take forever. You wait to hit your stride, you wait to get in the groove. And you will, and it does, and it feels fantastic. But that wait, man, it can be tough.

Right now I feel like I’ve hit my stride, though a few adjustments need to be made (less carbs, less Flex Points). And while I am losing weight on a consistent basis, I am waiting for those pounds to build up and equal what I feel is a significant loss — 5 lbs., 10 lbs.

Then again, why am I waiting for this arbitrary number? Every ounce I lose is a step in the right direction. Guess I’m just too impatient to wait.