How many times have you been feeling on your A game, then you jump on the scale and you’re like, “What the……? Is this thing broken? Like maybe the batteries are dead.”
This is one of the reasons I hate stepping on that thing. But, right now, I am using it as one of my ways to measure my progress. Simply because, I need to lose weight. End of story.
This morning was one of those days that the old me would have stepped off that scale & felt worthless. She would have told herself she was ugly and fat. She would have called herself a failure. She would have told herself this whole “healthy living” thing was pointless & she might as well just give up.
That woman believed her self-worth was tied up in a number. That number had so much power & defined the person she was.
Now, I know I’m better than a number. A three digit number cannot define me. It cannot tell me if I’m a good person or not; if I’m enough or not; if I’m pretty or ugly.
This week I have been doing great with my nutrition. I said “great,” I did not say perfect.
So, Thursday I had the chance to go grab one of our favorite local breweries beer for some great quality time one-on-one. Quality time is my number one love language so I enjoyed this opportunity.
Friday night we ended up eating out after a wonderful visit with others. Umm…. Mexican. But, I felt happy with my choices. Chicken tacos, didn’t even eat my rice. Just the tacos…
oh, and perhaps some tortilla chips and salsa…..
I mean, WHY do they need to bring those to your table anyway???
Again, this is me living my life. I do not strive for “perfection” because what the hell is that anyway?
This week I have been tracking my weight every few days. Honestly, I am so closely because I want to watch it fluctuate to use this experience as I continue to help my challengers in their battles with a scale.
I am actually only down 0.1 from Monday to this morning. I was down more than that in the middle of the week. I have also taken measurements to track this journey, but those I will only take once a week so that will be again on Monday.
I am totally cool with that 0.1. Because I feel amazing right now. My energy has been up all week long. For real, some nights I crawled into bed already fired up for my workout the next morning….I mean, what? My choices are fueling my body. I’m tracking my food & I know from my past when I write it down, it makes a world of difference. I finally found a tracking system I like & that speaks to me! I have been great at drinking my water & I struggle with this all year…but in the winter it’s a million times harder for me.
I also have been tracking my leg pain on a scale of 1-10 after every workout. Thursday….she hit 11. In my reflection, I have found that Power Sculpt is a workout I think I need to skip for a bit until I get the pain under control. Sometimes the pain will subside quickly after my workout, that pain lasted until the next day. So, I will be making some tweaks to my workout calendar.
If I could show you my starting picture, you would see how much the scale does not reflect our hard work. You would see why I trust my daily choices & my workouts are taking me in the right step. But, that picture is staying hidden until the end.
My message to you today if you’re on this journey: that number on the scale does not define you. It doesn’t always speak the truth about the work you’re putting in. It doesn’t always show your progress.
Pay attention to how you feel. Pay attention to your energy levels, your self-confidence. Pay attention to how proud you feel when you make a healthy food choice. Pay attention to those endorphins after you crush your workout.
Then, just keep on keeping on. Hard work never disappears. Make this the time you do not give up and quit.
Until Next Time~
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