Ya...you read that title right...that's one long BLEEEEEEEEEP!! I'm so frustrated. I've been doing this eating thing now for 8 days. Nothing from a box...nothing from a package. Fresh, natural, organic, healthy....blah, blah, blah! On top of that, I haven't slacked any in my work outs and in fact...on top of my classes at the gym and my P90X work outs....I've added running to the mix. I have quit drinking ANYTHING but water. My pee is so clear you can't even see it in the toilet--and I pee constantly. I'm also doing just fine in the other toilet department as well. I've felt great and very energetic and enthusiastic about this whole thing.
That was UNTIL I got on the scale yesterday. It was my big day...the day I'd been waiting for! My beginning weight was 133 and I just KNEW I was going to be down to 131 or less. I FELT it. People at the gym have commented. My family has been shocked at my will power. My pants are hanging on my hips.
But what did I see when I stepped on the silver and glass peice of electronic crap I call my scale??? 134.
One flipping thirty flipping FOUR!
So...I did what I do with all my friend who struggle with this sort of thing...I gave myself a pep talk:
It's probably water weight. It's muscle mass. Maybe it's that time of the month!? You can't go by what the scale says! Hang in there---you're doing everything right. Eventually it will have to come off!
(a.k.a. a load of bull)
I'm sorry, I know my attitude SUCKS right now. It does. I admit it. I know I'm doing exactly what I tell people NOT to do. But can't a sista catch a break? I mean, what more does the stupid thing want from me? What did I ever do to it? Shoot, I am very forgiving with that thing. If it tells me the wrong thing when I first step on, I give it SEVERAL more chances to straighten up and give me the right answer. But no. It holds tight to it's first answer, refusing to budge even one dinky little ounce (even if I hop off and pee and do 100 jumping jacks--won't budge). I am beginning to loathe that thing. If I hadn't gotten on it, I'd still be feeling GREAT about myself right now and my little eating plan thingy...but because I allowed IT to dictate to me my level of success (or failure) now I have a bummed out mood and have lost all the zeal for my healthy eating plan. Somebody bring me a double decker dark choclate cake right NOW!