Day 39
I must confess that the scale is dead... metaphorically speaking anyway. That pain in the butt piece of scrap metal really ticked me off today. Last week it said I lost 3 lbs. This week, it said I gained it back. I call BS on that.
Yes. I missed two workouts last week. But, I didn't change a single thing about my eating. There's no reason I should have gained weight. Sometimes it sucks to be a girl. I'm just sayin. That said, I saw my hairdresser tonight and she asked how much I'd lost. I told her and she said "you look like you've lost more." That was music to my ears and just what I needed to stop dwelling on my hate/hate relationship with the scale.
This is a critical time. It's a three day work week for me and I'll be traveling this weekend. Planning is key. Now is no time to lose focus. I've put my sledgehammer back in the closet and my battle with the scale behind me.
Tomorrow will be a good day!
Cheers!
Margaret
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