It's Only a Number

Well I'm sitting here thinking about writing about an exercise buddy but I really just wanting to rant about the fact that I did some really hard workouts this week, and didn't lose the weight I planned on. BUT I will tell you it is all my own fault that I ate more than I worked out.  I did lose .4 pounds. A loss is still a loss. If I lose a little every week it will add up.  Most days I ate really well but over the weekend was a different story.  My husband smoked some BBQ and I bought an orange cream cake. WHY do I do this to myself?  I was thinking oh I'll just have a piece. NO I had a piece every day until the cake was gone.  I also had a candy bar because I had already had the cake.  Well I'll tell you what I am no longer going to set a weekly weight loss goal for myself.  My weight is just another number in my life.  I know I am obese but so are a whole lot of people. It doesn't make me a bad person there just really is more of me to love. Yes I would like to be thinner, but I think if I put the numbers out of my head and focus on just being healthier that is what's going to make me feel better.  In fact I was in a great mood before I weighed myself.  I have a ton of energy. My husband has been complimenting me on toner legs. I am getting more projects done. So what if I didn't lose 5 pounds this week.  If I keep working out and eating right I will get the results that I want eventually.  I just don't want to get discouraged and give up like I have so many times before.  I will still be weighing myself weekly but I'm defiantly not going to set weekly weight loss goals.  Slow and steady wins the race.

My challenge for this week is to just eat mostly fruits and veggies and very little junk, keep drinking water, and keep on working out.