Whining

It is so frustrating to keep stepping on the scale this week and not show a loss. Instead, the scale shows a small gain. I’ve been working out so hard and eating soooo cleanly! How am I showing a minor gain and no loss?!

Common sense says there are normal weight fluctuations with water. I’m working out really hard and I’m working pretty much every muscle possible on my body. When that happens, one’s body goes into a little bit of shock, the muscles grab a little water and hold it, they bloat and become a little puffy. I know all of this.

Common sense also says I can see and feel it in the clothes I’m wearing. My tummy actually is getting smaller. My shape is emerging a little more. Because, seriously, since January 1st, I’ve lost 16 pounds (grand total of 85 lost so far) and some of my clothes are beginning to show that by looking huge on me. That’s nothing to sneeze at right now.

But I still want to see the progress with the smaller number on that scale! Boo-hoo.

Weekend Win

So far I’m beating the weekend doldrums.
I’m winning!
How do I know?
This morning I’m showing a loss of 2 pounds for this week!
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The best part was when I stepped on the scale and saw my new number then looked around my (vacant) bathroom for someone to smile at. Of course I only saw myself in the mirror. But my eyes caught my own and my face couldn’t help it – I smiled the biggest smile at myself, and before I knew it I was in this really silly feedback loop of smiling at myself, laughing, fist pumping and mouthing, “You go, girl!” At myself. Yes, I REALLY did all of this. (‘You go girl.’ I know.)

I’m so happy.
What a glorious Sunday morning so far.