Friday, February 15, 2013
The scale was not kind today. Despite a week of staying within calorie ranges and excercising a lot, the scale told me I had gained a pound and a half. Since tuesday.
Now, I know I've been good. I've done everything I'm supposed to do, and I know darn well it's the chinese for lunch (wicked MSG) I had yesterday, or the fact that I drank alot of water during my run this morning, but it is incredibly frustrating.
What keeps my chin up? Feeling great. Patting myself on the back when I've survived yet another kickboxing or Zumba class. The fact that my pants fit better.
Is it too much to ask that the scale reward me? Just a little?