Dictionary.com defines a plateau as: a land area having a relatively level surface considerably raised above adjoining land on at least one side, and often cut by deep canyons.
I would humbly offer my own definition: a horribly, demotivating experience in which a dieter works her butt off, tries new gym classes, eats very healthily and still does not lose any weight for no particular reason.
Last Week's Weight: 200
Current Weight: 200 (-0 pounds)
Total Weight Loss: 25 pounds
Goal Weight: 145
Yes... I'm still the same. And I don't know why. I wasn't bad this week. I didn't cheat. I still ran. I even started taking Zumba classes (I've done three since last week) in an effort to step up my game. I went to the gym on Monday morning because I didn't have to go into work until late and ran on the elliptical, did the stationary bikes, and used the weight room. I've taken walks. I've eaten more broccoli than I care to think about. WHAT AM I DOING WRONG!?
Now, a logical portion of my brain is calling out in a feeble voice, "Having your weight plateau is normal! You'll get through this! Keep it up!" However, that voice is utterly and completely overwhelmed by the illogical portion of my brain screaming, "You're done! You'll never lose another pound! You'll regain all 25 pounds and be fat for the rest of your life. FOREVER FAT."
Ugh. And I'm only ONE MEASLY POUND away from my first mini-goal, too. So. Cruel. I need some motivation :(