My scale calls to me like a siren. She sings a sweet song (...I bet you've lost a lot of weight....think of how hard you've been working....step on me....come to me....you've done so well....don't you want to see the numbers?)
I tried to resist her. I had her hidden under my bed and promised only to take her out on Sunday morning for a quick weigh in and then back she would go. No more craziness for me.
But the call of the siren scale overcame my sense of resolve. I stepped on the scale and expected to see some magical number like something off a Biggest Loser weigh in. What I got was -.7 pounds. Come on! Last week I lost nothing!
My heart sank. I knew I should not have weighed myself. Darn it! I just wanted a number to validate my hard work.
I had to go to the grocery store where I was fighting back tears the whole time. I bought a loaf of bread to feed the birds in the parking lot. Feeding birds always makes me feel better about anything. So I sat there in the Kroger parking lot and watched very happy birds devour bread. Then I went home to unload groceries.
What I must remember is that I have been adding strength training. My body composition is changing. The scale does show that I have gained lean mass and lost fat. My clothes are fitting better. I am gaining some muscle tone. These are all indications that I am improving.
So why is the number so important? I don't have an answer. Maybe because it's easier to say "I've lost x pounds" instead of "my muscle tone has improved and my clothes fit better." Maybe it's because at a weigh in the only thing that matters is the scale number.
And the funny thing is that the number will mean different things to different people. I'm at 191 pounds right now. Someone posted on a blog today that she was so embarrassed to post that she was 190 pounds. But another person is hoping to get to 225. While I may be disappointed at my number, someone else would be thrilled with it!
Reminds me of the time Chuck and I went to Dress Barn. A saleslady was helping me and she asked what size I wore. I put my head down and told her quietly what I wore because I was ashamed. Chuck said she rolled her eyes a little (she was a little larger than me). The numbers mean different things to different people.
The most important thing is that every day I'm giving it my all. I work out, eat right, and drink my fluids. I have to believe that eventually the scale will catch up with my efforts.
Walked 3.62 miles
strength (as prescribed by Jackie Warner for the challenge):
4 sets of 10 squats
4 sets of 10 side lunges
4 sets of lying torso raise (I call them supermans)
I'm pretty sure that's all my legs could do. They're still a little sore. I got the exercises done while I cooked dinner. Side lunge, stir the spaghetti, side lunge.
Foods (I log them on sparkpeople.com)
The breakfast was oatmeal with cinnamon and sugar free syrup. So delicious and filling!
That carbmaster yogurt from Kroger is pretty tasty. High in protein, low in calories and carbs.
You can't tell by the chart but I spaced my snacks out to try to keep my blood sugar levels even.
I have started using shredded zucchini as my pasta noodles in some dishes. It works beautifully with spaghetti sauce. I even put some of the zucchini in the kids' noodles to boost their veggie intake. Rachel said she couldn't taste them at all but Charlie was sure he could taste them.
Calorie Deficit: -1290
Have a great day and be kind to yourself.