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…