I weigh myself daily. Ninety nine percent of the time I’m okay with whatever number shows up. Higher numbers don’t depress me anymore. If the number is up I’m simply reminded to be careful about my choices. However, there is an emotion I do have to be wary of when that number is down. It’s the happy feeling.
Yes, happiness on seeing a smaller number on the scale can be detrimental to my weight loss journey at times. You see, when I see a lower number I get excited, I think I’m doing so good and then for some unknown reason I allow myself a little more food that day.
It’s sad, but true and as I write I am shaking my head with a sheepish smile on my face. It really is dumb thinking seeing as how I have about sixty pounds left to lose. To think that one good day means I get a treat?
This is actually a new observation for me. When I realized I do this I had a light bulb moment – Aha! Maybe if I see a lower number and just keep doing what I’m doing I’ll see another smaller number tomorrow? (Go ahead, laugh, I am…)
I guess it’s kind of like not letting myself have a free for all after I weigh in on Fridays, and instead staying focused through the weekends. I know. Amazing that when I began to be careful through the weekends the loss I saw on Friday was still there on Monday.
So, now you know one more thing I’m learning about myself in this journey. I’m getting it, s l o w l y but surely, and I’m finding all the pieces that will make up my wonderful new ending!