Allow me a minute while I try and peel my fingers off my scale.
If my scale had feelings...it would think I was hovering over it...
It would say I was making it feel claustrophobic...and demand it's space.
This is the part of my diet where I'm so energized and determined to lose weight that it just doesn't seem to come off fast enough. I'm eating really well and exercising but, the scale, in my humble opinion is moving as slow as molasses in January.
Maybe even slower.
A few things will happen to me when I get like this. I feel impatient and begin to lament that it's
"taking forever" to lose this weight.
I look in the mirror and feel dejected thinking that this mountain may be too high to climb...and maybe I would be better off giving up and focusing on something else.
After all...how many times have I traveled this diet road?
How many times do I have to start over again?
When will I get to my perfect weight and stay there all the time?
(Ok... I know what you're thinking...maybe I'd get there when I stop having kids)
But PUllleeeasee....I lost 15 pounds then gained it right back...the baby had nothing to do with that.
Well...life, actually....a few highly stressful life events...thank you very much had to do with that weight gain. And let's walk out that little thought for a minute.
Say...for example...I hadn't lost those 15 pounds. Then...when the stressful event happened...I would be 15 pounds heavier. And instead of looking at those 15 pounds to lose, I'd be looking at thirty.
So, theoretically speaking, I didn't lose that weight "for nothing".
The only way we get a great body is by working on it and eating right.
80% of what we look like has to do with our diet.
But looking great takes time.
And somewhere along the line...that realization sinks in...and the healthy habits that I have started to form take over....
And before you know it...I've loosened my grip on the scale...and my patience increases...as my attitude elevates from eating good and working out.
And then, when I do have those unpleasant self-degrading thoughts (like today), I ask myself two questions.
Am I hungry?
Because eating a healthy snack will give you more energy and make me feel better (which I did do and I felt better).
Am I tired?
Because your outlook on life improves with more needed rest (I laid down to rest, and I did feel better).
So, yes, I gained 8/10 today on the scale. And, I, of all people know that fluctuations are perfectly normal. All I need to do is keep doing what I'm doing and the weight WILL COME OFF.
Now.. I think I'll go home. Relax.
After all... I did bike 2 1/2 miles, ran three miles, did an arm work-out and abdominals. And my calories topped off around 1,600. Plus I drank about 8 glasses of water and I had no caffeine.
Take heart friends; the weight will eventually come off.
Yours and mine. We just need to give it time.