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Oh scale how I hate thee.

Today was not my weigh in day but I felt thinner so I hopped on the scale and much to my chagrin it was up half a pound. I almost went out to the garage to grab a hammer. I know a half a pound isn’t much. I know weight fluctuates. I know it could be hormones…the Present Monster will start scratching at the door soon. I know it could be sodium. I know it could me the freakin pull of the moon. I know. I know. I know. But today I don’t care. I gave my best to all my workouts and have been sticking to my diet to a T. Okay so I had a tablespoon of dried cranberries but that’s it. It’s FRUSTRATING.

But.

I’m not going to let this frustration slow me down. This is not about being able to walk on stage to be judged like a beagle. I don’t even think this is about “losing” anymore. Sure it’s nice to be able pull off my cover-up at the beach. And I love, to the point of being ridiculous, being able to wear size 4s. But that’s not what this is about anymore. This is about knowing I can run when I’d rather walk. It’s about knowing I can eat one more serving of chicken when I’d rather have 10 servings of nachos. It’s about knowing that God will provide strength when I feel weak.

It’s about keeping going even when the scale mocks my efforts.

I want to stage an anti-scale protest for all the crazy women like me because we know the world doesn’t have any bigger problems.

xoxo
j

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4 Responses to “Oh scale how I hate thee.”

On May 21, 2009 at 2:00 pm Aimee responded with... #

Scales make me crazy too. I haven’t owned one for 15 years.
I love you and you are HOT!
Aimee

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On May 21, 2009 at 4:21 pm Michelle in CA responded with... #

Yep, it’s a love/hate relationship with Mr. Tanita and I too. I hope one day to get to the point where I can just depend on the mirror and how my “skinny jeans” fit as a gauge instead of a number …

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On May 21, 2009 at 5:32 pm Liimu responded with... #

Oh, I can SO relate. I have been completely off my game for the past couple of weeks because my daughter got very sick with a rare tick-borne illness, Rocky Mountain Spotted Fever, that led to meningitis and encephalitis. She’s five. This was so scary, and I told myself I didn’t give a patootie about working out or eating healthy. Well, flash foward two weeks and I finally have the courage to get on the scale.

THIRTEEN POUNDS? Be reasonable,scale, old buddy. THIRTEEN POUNDS? And now, over a week later, barely budging. Okay, if I’m being honest, today was my first day back on plan.

Anyway, it’s a data point. That’s all it is. But it’s good to hear that I’m not the only one who gets lured back in by it’s siren song…

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On May 31, 2009 at 8:43 am jennincat responded with... #

Thank guys!!!!

Liimu – I’m so sorry to hear about your daughter. How scary. Thank really puts life in perspective. I’m glad she is doing better. How are you doing now?

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