The Scale Teases
Thursday, June 13, 2013
I must stop using the scale as a progress measure, but I can't help it. In the month I'd stayed away from the scale, I wound up gaining 6 lbs. It's a scary proposition for me to stay away.
Back then, I set physical goals, like longer running spurts. Now, however, the rain has been so heavy that there are deep puddles along the path in the park. I have to reroute my training circuit and my old goals can't hold to a new path. I had to cut one of the jogging spurts short due to its location between flooded points.
And the gray skies aren't helping my mood any.
But last night, in the middle of the night, I stepped on the scale. It read 3 lbs less than I weighed on Sunday. That happens often; I'll lose nothing for weeks and then suddenly drop.
This AM I was only 1.5 lbs less than I was on Sunday. I've been duped that way before too. I've often seen my weight drop in the middle of the week, only to bounce right back to where it was by weigh-in day.
The scale teases. I can't let it deceive me any longer. I must stay focused on the longer goals. The rain will stop. The path will clear up. And I'll be able to set new goals again.