Wednesday, February 22, 2012
At this point I've hit 199 but have popped back up to 203 as of this morning. I know in my head it's cyclical, I know I'm in deficit each day so the weight will eventually come off. This has happened every month and I know it goes away and takes a few more pounds with it.
It's difficult to keep calm about it this month because it's back over 200. I was so excited to be under that number. I know I will be again, it's just difficult. I didn't have any chocolate or wine on Valentine's Day and there are at least 5 boxes of Girl Scout cookies in my pantry that I have not even smelled, much less eaten. I'm proud of the fact that I've showed I am stronger than wine, or chocolate, or cookies but there is a tiny voice inside that keeps saying, "Why bother? You were strong and it didn't matter. You might as well eat!" I won't, but talking about that voice takes away its power.
I have made great choices. I'm proud of that. My weight is just a number. It doesn't always reflect what I'm doing.
My head knows that. Now if I could convince my heart and soul!