|July 26, 2012 187 pounds|
Arms: 14 1/2"
Waist: 42 1/2"
Hips: 42 1/2"
What's that, you say? I don't seem happy with those results? Well, I'm not ecstatic! But I have to accept that a loss is a loss. It's gonna take my brain a long time to accept that. My mindset revolves around the number on that damn scale.
It's about how we feel. How our clothes fit. How we love ourselves when we look in the mirror.
I'm still going to weigh myself. (I mean come on, get real...the scale and I have a very hetero Brokeback Mountain relationship... "I wish I knew how to quit you"...) as much as we all hate it, we are driven by that number on the scale. And it is a good tool in giving you all and myself another "measurement" of where I'm at and where I was.
So, I've talked a lot about goals along this journey and one I'm making right now is to learn how to NOT be obsessed with the scale. At the beginning of this journey, I told myself I would only weigh on Monday and Thursday mornings. While I've stuck to this pretty well (I weighed last night out of shear panic that I wouldn't have good results to show today) it's do or die time now.
Seriously...I'm rigging up a bomb on the scale and if I step on that dreadful machine any other time outside of a Monday or Thursday morning, I will die.
DRASTIC!!!! : )
I must embrace the fact that while my weight is necessary for tracking my progress, that number does not define me.
Just yesterday, I FELT thinner. I felt my clothes just fit better and I didn't mind (but so much) the body I saw in the mirror. And then I step on the scale and it instantly changes that feeling.
Sing it with me...
Ain't nothin' gonna break my stride. Nobody's gonna slow me down. OH NO! I got to keep on movin'