I weigh myself every day. I know I know, the first rule of weightloss is whatEVER you do, DON’T weigh yourself everyday! It’s right up there with don’t eat a cheeseburger and avoid muffin-tops like the plague. But I can’t help it. I need that daily check in to be sure I am not going all crazy. And maybe I am crazy! What of it?
So I have been going to the YMCA for over a month. And I have only heard the song YMCA while there once. I think that’s pretty good. What is frustrating is that in that time I have lost but one wee little pound. ONE. As in UNO. A tad frustrating as you can imagine. I feel great though (except for this week’s mini-migraine) and I am sticking with it. I have also been cutting back on the ol portion sizes and eating out of smaller bowls (it works!). And the good news is my clothes are starting to fit differently. I think I am even dropping a pant-size. Not dropping my pants to be clear. It’s not THAT kind of Y.
So even though that pesky scale isn’t telling me what I want to hear, things are happening in my body. And the more I treat it right, the more it will respond. That said, feel free to shower me with encouragement 🙂