Being Monday today was my official weigh in day. The good news is I’m on target, and well there’s not really any bad news – not for today anyway. It’s all eyes forward for me right now, that’s when they’re not looking down at the numbers on my scales.
Some days I love my scales, and others I could chuck them out the window. There is often no rhyme or reason to the number I see, I just know it’s there to support and taunt me.
One of my initial goals is a weight based goal and therefore the numbers I see on my scales are important to me. When they’re going in the right direction life is great and it’s easy but when they stagnate or head in the wrong direction my thoughts begin to question why I’m doing this.
It doesn’t last long, the questioning that is. I’m really happy with my progress and how fabulous I’m feeling for making some changes to what I’m eating and drinking and for increasing my exercise by a mere 9 minutes a day. It’s amazing, in the past I’d have spent 10 minutes coming up with all the reasons why I didn’t have time to add a bit of exercise to my daily routine. Now, I do it without a second thought and it sets me up for the rest of the day.
Now back to those scales. I know they are only one way of keeping track of my progress and not necessarily the most reliable however more often than not they are my best friend so I will continue to use them. What I have been trying to do is stay off them every day, this way I don’t feel let down by them and find it easier to stay on track. After all, we all like to see we are achieving. On that note it’s off to bed for me, night night all, sweet dreams xx