So today’s weigh in was actually a surprise for me. I gained. Not a lot, only a pound, but still. I didn’t think I was going to be seeing any real loss, but I did think I’d done better than that! I certainly sweated enough to justify seeing at least a maintain! Right? Apparently not!
Upon reflection I think it’s fair to say that yesterday, at least, I did a bit too much snacking. And if I did it yesterday, it’s a fair bet I did it on other days. I also have not been doing a good job keeping my fluid intake up. Coffee doesn’t really count, can you believe that?!
Realizing this, I’ve decided to give tracking yet another crack. I am definitely more successful when I track points, I just don’t like doing it. But, well, sometimes we just have to do things we don’t like. I don’t particularly like frogging or ripping out stitches, either, but I do love knitting and sewing! I guess, like with my hobbies, sometimes ya just have to put up with irritating details to get any good results.
So anyway, today’s weigh-in was 203lbs even. As mentioned, this is a 1lb gain from last week and brings me to a total loss of 5lbs (in 7wks? Really? I think it’s time to up the ante). You would have laughed if you were watching me. I always wait until that special moment in the bathroom has passed before weigh-in. This means that I’ve been dressed for quite a while so in what is quickly becoming a ritual, I strip down to nothing but my skivvies. Then I bring out the scale and put it in exactly the same place (because if I don’t I won’t get a consistent reading as it uses pressure on the “feet” to get a measurement and our floor’s not flat in ever spot). My scale is actually a black digital scale and looks nothing like the one in the picture above. I also do not have such nice legs, either, though my toes ARE painted red. You wanted to know, right?
I always take three measurements before being satisfied with what the scale says (because the first one is always wrong) but today I did six. Why? Well for starters, the first time I stood on it the damn thing lied as usual (I wear, scales are mean-hearted bitches), telling me I weighed 206.5lbs. Well I knew that was crap, there is no way I gained 4lbs and some change in a week. Oh Heeaaaalll no, it’s not Bitch Week! I stood on it five more times, though, because for the briefest of moments, it kept flashing 202.8lbs before switching to 203. No amount of shifting my feet around on the scale would get it to stay there, though! Please, please tell me I am not the only one that encourages and tries to coerce my scale? “Oh come on, you can do it, go back to that other number! Don’t you want to make me happy? Doesn’t it make you feel good when I smile? COME ON YOU ROTTEN…” Oh you know you do! Don’t lie! Validate my weirdness!!!
I’m sooo glad I’m not the only person who talks to the scales!!
I think something that is very important to keep in perspective that a fluctuation as much as three to five pounds in either direction is normal and mostly water weight…especially since we are women and our water levels are constantly fluctuating and dependent on where in our menstrual cycle we are. Don’t obsess over a pound or two; it nurses an unhealthy mindset.
Thanks for stopping by, gals!
Yeh, I’m not stressing a pound. I’m more concerned with why I don’t seem to care more during the week. Probably because I do have more important things going on in my life than the size of my caboose. That said, my efforts here are about improving me FOR me. I’m not obsessing, it’s not worth the stress.