I can do this, dammit!!!!
Morning all. It’s another Tuesday. Another day to step on the scale and be horrified.
Well, it’s been a crazy week. Work, illness, still too many leftover holiday goodies left in the house, and blurred focus towards my end goal of slicing off a few pounds have made it a little more challenging than I anticipated.
I stepped on the scale feeling like I hadn’t lost anything. My feeling was correct. I weigh roughly about the same as last week. Not a rousing success, but of course, not an epic fail.
The main thing is, I’m going to keep working on it, and hope that improved efforts will pay off.
I remember all of the years I tried unsuccessfully to lose weight. One disappointing number on the scale usually sent me into a tailspin of self loathing, shortly followed by a binge of some type, because of course, I was a total loser, and I was NEVER going to lose the weight!
I don’t do that anymore, so even if the scale doesn’t agree, I’m enjoying at least a small measure of achievement here. That number no longer rules me, and doesn’t have the power to ruin my day, make me hate myself, or cause me to undermine my efforts.
All it means is that I need to keep my focus and try a little harder. That in itself makes me pretty happy. I know that my weight is directly linked to what I shove in my face, and that the universe isn’t out to get me, I’m not going to be fat forever, and that regardless of how much I weigh, I’m not a failure or a bad person.
I’m merely someone who is currently carrying the result of overindulging. That’s it. No more, no less.
If you, like me, are also on a weight loss journey, I hope that you know this too. That even when the scale feels like it isn’t your friend, it isn’t your enemy. Remember this, …that scale, does something that some of your friends just don’t do.
It tells you the truth. And if you can hear it, not be hurt, and learn from it, then you are a success, no matter what it says.
For those of you on this path to a lighter self and better health with me, I say good luck to you and keep on going. We’ll get there eventually.
Happy Tuesday,
Chubby Diva
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I am on day two of my three week cleanse, and I don’t mean powdered meals and suffering. I just choose to have no wine (sad) and no processed foods. Oh, and lots of water, the water really helps!! Good luck to you and may we both have a successful January!!
Here here! No processed foods? Wow! That sounds difficult. Good luck to you too!
I lost 50 pounds last year (one whole nephew!!) and it was cutting out basically everything except whole foods. If I couldn’t pronounce it, I didn’t eat it. After reading about all that stuff I realized that is what the body stores in its fat cells – it doesn’t know what it is and can’t break it down. I felt 100% better and the weight just kept coming off. Now if I could find a wine that has no damned calories, I’d be set!!
You can do it, Cheeky!
Can I weigh in on this weigh in thing? Just say no way to weigh. It isn’t how much you weigh, it’s the way you weigh. And the kurds and whey. And there is that city in Vietnam called… well… I can’t spell it, but it is pronounced way. And that is the way it is.
You have a way of putting things in such a special way, that I look at it a different way. Thanks, for being the way you are.
I don’t know any other weigh to be…
It’s how you FEEL that counts. You’ll get there. I try not to pay too much attention to numbers. But if my ass looks good in those jeans, then damnit, that’s all that counts. <3
Ha ha! No doubt. But unfortunately, my ass doesn’t fit into much except my pajama jeans right now~Eww! Kidding! I swear I don’t have any of those.
I think I’d wear them…don’t tell anyone. They look comfy!
Don’t give up! It takes a while to start losing, trust me!
I am right there with you! I have been dieting (eating right) for about four months now. Some weeks it seems like the scale is an evil demon there to scorn me. Hang in there – we can do it!!
Yep, we can. We have a spare bedroom that we hope to turn into a little home gym. Mr. Cheeky says we’re gonna get “ripped”. Ha ha. Never been ripped in my life, but we’ll see how it goes.
No no, not chubby diva! You’re definitely still The Cheeky Diva