Who knows?
Thursday, October 28, 2010
I had decided to weigh myself every other Tue on my school's weight room scale. But after getting caught in a downpour on my way there, I found the door locked. I could have checked with somebody. I SHOULD have checked with somebody. But I reasoned that because I needed to study more before my class, I didn't have time.
So, it's been two weeks since I last weighed and I don't know what my current weight is. I think I didn't really want to know. I have mixed feelings about having that knowledge. If I thought I had been doing really well on my food plan and getting good, frequent exercise, maybe I would have been more excited to find out my weight. But I've been struggling with stressful situations and so haven't been doing as well as I would like. The pants I wore yesterday seemer tighter than last time, and I just noticed that the zipper had pulled its stitching out right at the biggest part of my tummy - did that just happen, or was it that way before?
I love to find out when I've lost weight, but then I find it harder to keep the momentum going. So, maybe my original plan to weigh about once a month may have been a good idea. I don't know.