This morning my husband came into our room while I was standing on the scale; I was standing there looking down, just lingering on the scale.  He said “What is the matter?”, I said “I cannot get this number to budge and it is irritating!”(I think my language may have been a little more colorful than that).

He then went on, in the best way a good husband should, to tell me the number does not matter, it is definitely evident that my body is changing for the better; I look slimmer and my clothes look better, etc. (and my clothes definitely fit better over the last couple of weeks).

You know what though!?  I WANT THE NUMBER TO MOVE! I want to see weight loss in numbers on that scale.  And I do not care how many people say, it is ok, as long as you look and feel better; I would bet a large percentage of women, and men, are with me on this one.  If I were at a lower, healthier weight I would agree, it would not matter as much, but I am not and I know I have a ways to go until I am.  So, move! Damn it!

Now that the rant is over, I will be honest and tell you that in the past two weeks it has moved, I am down 5 lbs, but just hasn’t changed in the past couple of days.  The fact that I want it to be down more is just me being impatient.  I am working and running regularly now, I am over a week into my healthy eating challenge and it is going well, and I feel great!  And these are the things that really matter.

I have a weekly weigh in tomorrow then I have to make myself not step on the scale for at least a few days, or at least until I am calm and rational again :).

Until next time…