Wednesday, June 06, 2012
Ok this is the deal.
One Part of my learning new behaviours is to not step on the scale, I was doing it obsessively and allowing it to take over my life. If it was up, I berated myself and felt like throwing in the towel. If it was down I would congratulate myself and then sabatage my efforts and gain it all back. Definately a slippery slope to self-destruction. When I was at the doctors 4 days into my tracking and being good
I was so disappointed to find my weight was actually higher than I thought (but this time it did not derail me). So I took matters into my own hands and decided I would not weigh myself until I saw the doctor at the end of July. Well that shipped sailed today. The scale is akin to your favorite dessert or snack sitting on the table and every time you walk by the temptation gets stronger to give in. Well, I kept seeing the scale under my DH's dresser and in a moment of weakness gave in.
So the good news is...
- I did wait 11 days to step on that scale
- I am down 7 pounds
- I am still tracking
- I am still controlling late night binges
- I am controlling my blood sugars better.
I have put it
under his side of the bed this time where I will not actually see it. Or better yet I think I will ask him to hide it so I do not know where it is.