Week 829.2 – Facing the scale and other ramblings

Here it is… day two of week 829.  I think blogging yesterday (for the first time in nearly a year) helped my attitude a bit.  Was able to focus on the things I could do, and I did them.  I tracked, drank more water than normal, and got a few more steps than the day before.  All positive things.

 

Since I was on my “feeling so good” high when I woke this morning, I decided I should face the scale.  The scale is something I have been avoiding lately.  Occasionally I would step on just to see how things were going (never good) and hop right back off, shove it in the corner, and berate myself for every bad thing I have done in the past five years.

 

If I weigh in, I try to do it on Thursday morning.  Thursdays were my Weight Watcher meetings for years.  And Thursday night is the night hubby and I go out to eat.  I didn’t weigh in yesterday morning because that was before I decided to try again (for the 1,891st time in the last five years). 

 

So, I faced the scale this morning.  And guess what? Today was no different.  Well, other than seeing a number on the scale that I hadn’t seen since 2004. I was not happy.  So, I hopped right back off, shoved it in the corner, and berated myself for every bad thing I had done in the past five years.

 

Hey, I’m consistent, if nothing else.

 

Once my pity party was over, I thought about it logically. (I am occasionally capable of rational thought, contrary to what my hubby may say)  I thought about everything I’ve eaten the past week or two (no moderation, no filter, very little healthy foods), and thought about the fact I ate out last night (somewhat healthy choices that fit into my calorie goal for the day).  I’m okay.  I’ll give it a week and see how it looks next week.

 

Me (2020-02-26)

Today should be an “easy” day for tracking, drinking my water and walking.   The only challenge I foresee if boredom eating while working on a mind-numbing project at work.  The challenge will be tomorrow.  A scrapbooking crop.  Friends, fun, and food.  Good food.  Hard to resist food.  I always go with a plan, but the plan seems to vanish after about 30 minutes of being there.  Tracking will be key to a successful outcome.  I'll just tell myself I can have whatever I want, but I must track it first.  If do that, then I will reconsider my choices.  Sounds good in theory, doesn’t it?  The other difficult part will be getting my steps in.  Scrapbooking, or any of my other hobbies, are sit-down activities.  I don’t have plan for walking….

 

I would say that I will write about how I did at the scrapbook crop but looking at my track record for writing blogs on a regular basis, please don’t hold your breath!