Why We Act

Whoosh

The hardest part of cutting fat is adjusting to nonlinearity. This is the pattern: I calculate my daily calorie intake and macronutrient targets. I buy meats and vegetables and cook them myself. I record what I eat and confirm I hit my calorie and macro range. And then the next morning, the scale tells me I’m the exact same weight as before. And then the next day, same weight. And then the next day, a quarter-pound heavier.

This often happened for stretches of ten to fourteen days, and then – whoosh – I drop two to four pounds in a couple days. When I look at my progress over a stretch of several months, the long waits and quick drops smooth out into something resembling a steady decline. But day to day, the disappointment of working hard and seeing no positive change is maddening.

The phenomenon extends beyond fat loss. Every time I take on a creative project that feels like its going nowhere or a friend tells me about a professional lull, I’m reminded of that damn scale, indifferent each morning to the exhausting work I’ve put in.

And then, whoosh.

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