From the looks of things I am failing miserably. I have been on WW four weeks and my entire way of eating and living has changed. Yet the scale refuses to reflect what I feel inside. What to do?
I think in life, sometimes, the very markers that we use to guide our lives, our hearts, our minds can give a false reading. I know that many tests can do this, so why not in other areas of our lives. If I have changed all of my eating habits and increased my exercise efforts then why isn't the one measure of validating this success not reflecting the outcomes?
Perhaps I need to start using a measuring tape as well. I may have lost inches and not even know it because I didn't do any pre-measuring. This is no excuse though. I simply must work a little harder than last week. I can't imagine a plateau this early in the game, but maybe I can use some of those plateau busting techniques to shake-it-up a bit for this month.
I was down when I saw the scale. I had high hopes for 2.4lbs off!! But, then the numbers blinked back at me (or perhaps it was me blinking in disbelief) and didn't waver. I stepped off the scale and tried to keep the smile on my face. The ladies must have sensed my disappointment and neither of them said anything goofy like, "You will have better luck next week!!" I don't need to hear that right now.
My right brain wants to run and eat a lot of chocolate. It's screaming that I've failed. My left brain told me to finish my couscous and broccoli and the water I have nearby. My left brain is my friend. So with this week down and a new one beginning tomorrow, I have four more weeks to lose one pound! I'm going to do it with pride!!
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