I'm a bit frustrated and disappointed today. Why? Today is my self-proclaimed weigh-in day. I bet you already know what I am about to write next. I got up on the scale this morning and it has betrayed me! I have gained a half pound since last week.
Now my intellectual self calmly tells me not too worry.
--It could be some water retention
-- it could be some hormonal monthly stuff
-- it could be a fluke
My intellectual self tells me weight fluctuates and next week it may move double, instead I should think about how my clothes are fitting
( it's true-- I was just remarking to myself yesterday that my workout sweats were getting a bit baggy where last week they were a bit more filled out)
but GOLLY! I am doing at least 30 minutes of cardio every day --and I don't like doing cardio ( even though I feel better afterwards). I am strength training 3 times a week and I am doing the videos for the January Workout Challenge. These 10 minute videos really pack a punch!
I haven't been eating all the extras that I really want to -- and most days I am under or at my calorie level --except the weekend --I kind of blew it last weekend- (But I had nuetralized that weekend excess by Tuesday)
*Sigh*
One thing I could improve upon is tracking my food intake. I usually write it down in a notebook, but don't get it transferred over to where all the nutrients are analyzed soI can see exactly how many calories, protein, fat, carbs, etc. I am eating. I will try to be more diligent and use my tracker.
So I stepped on the scale this morning and would have been delighted to see a pound or two gone to reward me for all my persistent effort. Instead I was greeted with a half pound gain. It makes me want to go eat. Seriously! I was tempted to go to the kitchen and just eat--
Isn't it interesting how I can let the scale rule my emotions.
I didn't go eat. Eventually I did have my regular breakfast, but I fought the urge to throw caution to the wind and eat my heart out - literally.
The temptation to soothe my emotions with food has passed now, thank goodness.
What determines how I feel for the day? Me ? Or my scale? Who Rules?
That is the question I will need to ask myself when these days come.
Who Rules?
Now my intellectual self calmly tells me not too worry.
--It could be some water retention
-- it could be some hormonal monthly stuff
-- it could be a fluke
My intellectual self tells me weight fluctuates and next week it may move double, instead I should think about how my clothes are fitting
( it's true-- I was just remarking to myself yesterday that my workout sweats were getting a bit baggy where last week they were a bit more filled out)
but GOLLY! I am doing at least 30 minutes of cardio every day --and I don't like doing cardio ( even though I feel better afterwards). I am strength training 3 times a week and I am doing the videos for the January Workout Challenge. These 10 minute videos really pack a punch!
I haven't been eating all the extras that I really want to -- and most days I am under or at my calorie level --except the weekend --I kind of blew it last weekend- (But I had nuetralized that weekend excess by Tuesday)
*Sigh*
One thing I could improve upon is tracking my food intake. I usually write it down in a notebook, but don't get it transferred over to where all the nutrients are analyzed soI can see exactly how many calories, protein, fat, carbs, etc. I am eating. I will try to be more diligent and use my tracker.
So I stepped on the scale this morning and would have been delighted to see a pound or two gone to reward me for all my persistent effort. Instead I was greeted with a half pound gain. It makes me want to go eat. Seriously! I was tempted to go to the kitchen and just eat--
Isn't it interesting how I can let the scale rule my emotions.
I didn't go eat. Eventually I did have my regular breakfast, but I fought the urge to throw caution to the wind and eat my heart out - literally.
The temptation to soothe my emotions with food has passed now, thank goodness.
What determines how I feel for the day? Me ? Or my scale? Who Rules?
That is the question I will need to ask myself when these days come.
Who Rules?