Friday, October 29, 2010
One pound?!? Really just one tiny pound?!? I don’t get it, I did everything right. Last week I lost 4 pounds…but this week just one? Not what I was expecting. I drank my water, I did my cardio and I tracked my calories. All week long I resisted temptation. All week I walked past the Halloween candy in the office and didn’t grab even one tiny piece. I went to dinner with friends and abstained from the chips and salsa in the middle of the table. This is my reward…just one pound.
Shortly after the disappointment of weighing this morning I made my way to the car to sit in traffic for my hour and a half commute to work. Feeling sorry for myself and sulking I kept telling myself that I HAD to push through the disappointment, all this is just strength training for my mind. I have to exercise restraint and discipline everyday even if the result on the scale is just one pound.
As the sky brightened so did my attitude, it was then I notice a sticker on the car in front of me. “The best things in life aren’t things.” DUH! This really got me thinking. Seeing five pounds gone on the scale would have been awesome…but the “training” I did on my will this week was so much more important. The determination to not take steps backwards is so much better than a big bowl of cookie dough ice cream. The pride I have for sticking to something for more than a day or two tastes sweeter than the soda I would have liked to have.
Guess what? I LOST a pound this week. I threw it away and I won’t see it again! This is a good thing.