The scale still goes down but at a much slower rate. I am constantly asking myself, "Should I forget the weights for a while and drop the pounds faster?"
Then I stop and think about where I want to end up when I hit the top of this mountain. I want to be buff, not skinny. I know what you are thinking, "This guy is worried about looking skinny? He must be delusional." Honestly though, I have no interest in having a runner's body. More power to those that do, fit is fit regardless of what you look like, it's just not for me. I want to be able to hang with my football brother-in-laws, teach my own boy about strength training when he gets old enough and look rather impressive for my smokin' hot wife.
Sometimes you have to step back and make sure you are on the right path to meet your vision. While I haven't seen as many pounds dropping each week, It's the NSV that let me know I am on the right track.
I usually stand back from the mirrors during my shoulder weight lifting but this morning I was right in front of the glass. As I lifted, I saw muscles flex and was able to catch a glimpse of the future me. I can see him under there more than I ever have. It's very exciting. Pants that I purchased in April are falling off my but and the new belt is in need of some holes to keep them up.