Friday, January 25, 2013
I woke up this morning feeling pretty fit and trim, so I decided to do a quick measurement. What I found was that I was nearly half an inch around the waist slimmer than the day before, which means one of those readings were wrong. Averaging the two out, I'm still way lower than I was at the start of this thing. My clothes feel a lot better, and I can finally breathe a sigh of relief.
I hate the scale. I remember earlier in the year getting angry about how much it would fluctuate day in and day out. One day I'd weigh 196, and the following day I'd read 203. I don't get why it fluctuates so much, but I do understand and accept that it does.
Not to say that measurements don't also fluctuate. Hell, I read a half an inch difference between today and yesterday. What did I do differently? Maybe it was the intense workout session I had last night that slimmed me down a bit. What if I had gone out drinking with friends? Would it have been half an inch higher? Who knows?
All I know is that today my measurement was X, and yesterday my weight was Y. As long as I continue to see a steady drop in both, I'll be happy. On some days X will look better than Y, and vice versa, but as long as they both don't trent upwards, I'll be happy.
And, that's a rant.