Last week's weight: 223
Today's weight: 223
Total loss: 78 pounds
No loss this week.
After last week's 2.5 loss, I wasn't expecting much. But something? Anything? I mean, come on...I'm playing by all the rules, here.
Sometimes I wonder if I'm too attached to the scale. Like...maybe I need to take a little scale break? I'm all for weekly accountability, but getting on the scale this morning and seeing no loss whatsoever put me in a funk. Actually, it pissed me the hell off. No bueno. Have you been there?
In my very first blog post, I wrote about losing 150 pounds about fifteen years ago. It took me almost 2 years to do it. And guess how many times I weighed myself? Exactly twice. Once when I began, and then once when my friend Jon bet me that I'd lost at least 140lbs and forced me to see for myself. I don't know exactly why I didn't weigh myself regularly. I think I just didn't want to become obsessed with the numbers. I, as my dad would say, "kept my head down and my nose clean" and just forged ahead. If I was having setbacks or plateaus, I was none the wiser. There's a strong argument to be made here and I honestly can't tell you where I stand right now.
But as defeated as I felt this morning...I am claiming a victory of sorts. Instead of throwing in the towel, I met a dear friend for breakfast and then I went and channeled my
A little bit better.
In this for the long haul, come what may.
I hope everyone is having a great weekend. Thanks for reading.