Last weekend, I took a few days off from My Fitness Pal, ate and drank whatever I wanted, didn't worry about grams of protein, or whether I'd exceeded 1200 calories for the day (I did). It was glorious. But ever since, I've been up a pound, and it will not budge. I've been hungry all week, and Aunt Flo is in town, so all I want is cookies and ice cream, and to wallow in being a failure.
But I'm wearing size 18 jeans today, which I haven't worn in over ten years. So I'm going to try to relax, and not beat myself up too much. Maybe things will be better next week.
I don't know what is normal or if there really is even a normal, but my weight hops around quite a lot, especially in regard to hormone changes, etc. I've been trying to not focus so much on the number but on how I feel and how my clothes are fitting (or not fitting) because I feel like that is a better gauge of how I am doing, all though it IS very nice when the scale reflects how we feel too!
ReplyDeleteAlso, 52 pounds?!?! THAT IS AWESOME!!! Keep trucking, girl! And congrats on the size 18 pants! I bought a pair of size 20 Lucky jeans on sale last night and I am wearing them and feeling like I'm on cloud 9... I was wearing a tight fitting 24 before surgery. Things, they are a changing :-)
Thanks Harli! I probably do need to take a break from the scale.
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