Right now I'm the queen of frustration with my scale. We won't discuss how long it's been fluctuating between the same numbers, and for awhile, I thought it was broken because every morning it registered the EXACT SAME WEIGHT, right down to the .4 (digital scale).
Yet every morning I step on there anticipating a nice little drop because I KNOW I'm doing well. I can see it! My pants are falling off for crying out loud! Yes, I've ranted about this a lot in the last little while. I was lucky enough to have taken some measurements early on in this frustrating period with the scale, and I measured myself again when I noticed changes. I'd lost over 3" with the scale not moving at all.
So I'm really trying to accept that my body is doing it's thing and I'm still getting smaller (really, this is the ultimate goal) and healthier (should be the ultimate goal). I'm trying to focus on the little things that are changing, and not just about my body. Things like, "I don't get heartburn anymore." Or the fact that I ran the furthest I'd ever run yesterday. And that I might be the first person EVER to need a smaller size without the scale budging an ounce.
I still feel like crap when I think about the fact that I want to fit into regular sizes by November and without the scale moving, I'm not sure that's possible. But I have less control over that than I'd like so I'm really trying to ignore that.
| current weight: 235.0