It was an emotional day at the gym yesterday. I'm currently eating at a deficit, running 3 days a week (only ~12 miles a week), and lifting 3 days a week. My weight has stagnated at 150 lbs for the past several months and my performance is not improving anywhere else either.
After training for a half-marathon for 3 months, my lifts have severely suffered and I'm trying to get back to my old levels. However, now that I'm lifting again, my runs have become more difficult too. Last night I was going to really push myself in the weightroom. I attempted 95 lbs for bench, which used to be easy for me, and I failed. Then I failed on my OHP. My boyfriend was kind and supportive as always, but I've found that working out pushes my emotions to the extremes, and I was not proud that I had to go have a cry or two in the bathroom.
I'm just so frustrated. Failing in the weightroom is never fun, but I feel like I could have brushed it off more easily if something else had been working out. I count my calories, watch my macros, and eat whole foods as often as possible and still I'm at a standstill.
I'm going to just try to brush it off as a bad day. I'm really hoping that something changes soon.