Here is a picture of a BlueJay
that visits me every year.
He has nothing to do with my post,
other than he annoys me sometimes
with his demand for peanuts.
I call him Scary Jarry
because he will actually dive bomb me
if I don't have any out for him.
So when Scary Jarry and the other 3 show up
they screech and screech until I put out the peanuts.
I love that they come to my yard for a visit
and only Scary Jarry has eaten out of my hand.
Anyway back to my meeting.
Weigh In Time
I went in feeling like I must be down another
I felt that good, clothes have been fitting bigger,
I have been eating so healthy, making good choices
and the scale was down 1.5 pounds,
Now I know down is still good,
but I just felt annoyed that it was not more.
So in the meeting we are asked how we are feeling,
and I say "Well I came in here feeling Whoo Hoooo
and now because of the Scale
I am feeling dissapointed,
I continued to say Logic tells me I am still doing good
but I hate the scale, I hate getting on it and having
the numbers on it break or make my day. I then told them my husband has
hidden mine in the house because I become so obsessive about it.
To the point I get on it, I gasp, it must be wrong,
I get off it, then I tip toe back on it, what up another pound,
so then I go for round three, same as the first,
For the Love of God.....lol
So what does the instructor say,
Fabulous topic for tonight.
I left the meeting at the end
knowing that it is just an indication as to whether we are doing good or not,
that by me stepping on the scale and not being happy about it,
that I slipped right into sabatoge mode,
The all or nothing, ready to throw the towel in,
not taking into account how good I was feeling,
that I have exercised more,
that clothes were fitting better,
that I could walk further and that this week
I did not have to use my cane.
Also we were informed about stress,
that sometimes that can make you not lose as
fast as you want,
I said I have nothing to be stressed about,
and was told does not mean you are not,
Well by the time I left the meeting,
I realized I am stressed,
that I find it very hard to be at home
most of the time due to my illness,
I joked that I better not step on the scale on the
way out because I had probably just put on ten pounds.
One of the ladies did get on the scale and she
had put on 2 pounds, she just laughed.
I said I don't dare get on it or I will be headed for
The good news is is that I am sticking to my
program, I have not thrown in the towel,
I have not turned to bread for comfort,
I have walked more on my treadmill over
the weekend than I have in a long time,
and I have been drinking more water.
Thanks for all the comments that have helped
me with that.
Do you have an issue with the scale making
or breaking your day.
I would love to hear your comments on it.
Have a great week everyone,
Until next time,