Every now and then during the week when I'm dressing for work, I'll get a burst of excitement seeing how loose my clothes are becoming. Or…. in some cases trying on that “closely-fitted” dress and seeing that it fits the way it’s meant to!! Grrrrrrrrrrowl!
The funny part about these bursts of excitement is that even though I don’t put a lot of stock into what my scales say, I can't help but run into the bathroom to grab a quick peek to see if there’s any change on the scale. Curiosity killed the cat….but satisfaction brought him back!! LOL
Sadly enough – there’s never any change. Still 153lbs. Stubborn scale!!
Last week started out the same way, but had a twist at the end. Wednesday afternoon I had suffered a headache almost the entire day. By that evening I was feeling tired and my stomach was getting queasy. I wasn’t entirely sure if it was a sign of the flu or the effect of several doses of Tylenol I had taken for the headache. Either way – I could barely eat anything for dinner. I already began worrying what this would do to my diet....
Thursday morning, I got up and rushed into work, still suffering a headache and not feeling all that hot, I realized I must be coming down with the flu.
After spending the majority of the day in bathrooms throughout the office buildings, I finally went home and back to bed. By the time I woke up that evening, I was starving!! All I wanted was cereal, PB&J, and ginger ale. LOL – for some reason I crave sweets when I’m sick. Not exactly diet food. Although I did manage to keep it relatively low-fat and not completely damaging to the diet, I felt like I totally blew up my eating plan.
When I woke up Friday morning I was feeling much better, but out of sorts. I was eager to get back to my regularly scheduled program and head back to work. Attempting to continue with my Friday routine, I weighed myself. I wasn't really sure what I would see on the scales. I was carrying a lot of guilt after all the late night eating the night before. Much to my surprise I was finally seeing a new number!! 150.1 WOW - Holy crap!!! Wait.....huh?
As much as I wanted to relish in the victory of the lower number, I knew it was more like a false weigh-in. I was probably still dehydrated and under-nourished. Damn!!! I can’t even count this as a “real” weight loss. So as if those moments of excitement being crushed by a stubborn scale weren’t bad enough…. Now I have to deal with the days my scale has been misled.
As I logged on that morning and considered entering the lower weight in my tracker, I just couldn't bring myself to do it. I logged in 153lbs. Again. Maybe next week I’ll see a number change.... till then I'll just keep my triumphant moments between me and my mirror.