This morning as I woke, I knew exactly what day it was! Time to be accountable for all that I have or haven't done and the scale would give me the answer. I did my normal routine, use the bathroom, stare at the scale, brush my teeth, stare at the scale and finally I get in the shower all the while still staring at the scale. I was excited and anxious to see where I was this week as last week had left me more than discouraged, but I persevered and continued so that I could get to this day.
So I finally get out of the shower, jump on the scale and it tells me that the battery is dead! GREAT! I finally got the courage to stand here in all my naked glory to see what this week's outcome would bring and apparently it was dead batteries! Of all the challenges, I did not need this one this morning. Part of me thought, oh forget about it, just weigh yourself next week but I knew that would not help! As I continued on my mission to get my weekly number I turned the scale over to find out that it is not just your typical AAA or AA battery, NO it is one of those dumb little round ones and who keeps those on hand! JUST GREAT!!! I holler at my husband, who has so graciously dealt with me these past couple weeks as I have begun to start my life long journey of becoming a better and healthier ME! Luckily I am married to an amazing man, so of course he has the battery I need and now I am back to the scale! I put the scale down; wipe my eyes a couple times because I can't possibly be seeing this correctly. I jump on the scale a couple more times just to make sure it is reading properly and once I realize the scale is correct; I think to myself are you fucking kidding me, .6 pounds, what kind of a number is that. I felt deflated! I walked around huffing and puffing on the verge of tears and wondering why I even bother! My husband says "babe, it is better then no weight loss", which doesn't seem to make me feel any better as I stare at his lean frame knowing he eats whatever he wants and still looks great!
After a few moments of having my pity party I finally begin to calm down and decided to reach out to my friends on Facebook, because this girl could use any and all positive affirmations today. As my day gets on I realize that I am .6 pounds lighter then I was yesterday, I am no longer in my 20's and that I must work even harder to commit to my health. I get so lost in the numbers that I drive myself crazy, and what I need to do is think of it in days, weeks, months and years and realize that every tenth of a pound is one step closer to the woman I was born to be!
