every saturday is "weigh day" at my house. the most anticipated, loved + hated day of the week.
last week i woke up and got on the scale to find that since december 23rd i had actually gained 8 lbs. i took one week off, simply one week, and that is what i gained. needless to say, i felt pretty
yucky angry about it.
i have learned over the years that focusing on a number is a terribly bad idea. there was a time when i would weigh myself daily. bad bad baaaaaad idea! my daily mood would then hinge on what that number on the scale was. and soooo many days i would see a bad number then rush to the kitchen to eat out of frustration and disappointment. but now, if i don't see a change on the scale i just ask myself why and tweak what i did the week before.
so here i am, hard at it again. although the scale was deffo not my friend last saturday i have a pretty good feeling that this saturday we will make back up. i refuse to let my self-esteem and worth be determined by a piece of equipment and I will NOT give it that power EVER again! simple as that. period.
out for now
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