Tuesday, March 26, 2013
Well, it finally happened. My son stole my scale from me. Well, he didn't exactly steal it. He was protecting me from myself. He had watched one too many of my mini-meltdowns. I had stepped on the scale after a week of watching my diet and exercising and instead of losing any weight, I had gained almost 5 lbs!
Now, I know I know, it could have just been something salty I ate the day before, or hormone fluctuations or muscle recovery, but I just snapped seeing that bigger number.
So now I'm figuring out other ways to measure my progress. I've decided to go with a tape measure around the waist. I considered putting it around my neck and hanging from a rafter, but decided I would give it another try before I go that route.
My waist is 40 inches now and I've got an hourglass figure (with a bit too much sand right now) so I know when I get to my goal weight I will hopefully have a pretty small waist again, maybe 26 to 27 inches. I've got around 80 lbs to lose so I figure around 5 to 7 lbs per inch of waist loss will be comparable.
You know, I've got a pretty smart son. I'm not even missing obsessing over the scale. My plan is to measure my waist once a week and try desperately not to trade one obsession for another, but I think this will make more sense for me. (You know, the whole muscle weighs more than fat and takes up less space factoid.)
Thank you SparkPeople for making the tracker easily adaptable for pounds lost or inches, or even minutes for exercise goals.
The main thing is even though I melted down a little bit (again), I'm good now, and jumping back up on the horse to try, try again. One fine day I will get to my goal and I can't wait! Ü