I was told by my consultant earlier on in the program to weigh myself only once a week, on weigh-in day. But I find that hard to follow. For me, I need to weigh myself everyday. Because if my weight is not on my mind everyday I tend to slip up. In the past year I have put on around 15 lbs. And I know where I went wrong. I indulged in feel-good emotional binging. I was in denial. I have been in denial about every icrecream, every few bars of chocolate, every jar of Nutella (that's right ladies, guilty of being a Nutella-phile). One more doesn't matter, I would tell myself. But it did, unfortunately. Every indulgence mattered. And the worst, I stopped weighing myself. If the weighing scales didn't reprimand me, I found it easier to continue to be in denial. In December all my clothes started feeling tight. I would be late to work everyday, because I was rejecting at least five to six pairs of clothes (too tight, can't button, makes me look hideous) before I would be able to settle on something half-way decent. Till I realised that i was fitting into the same 6-7 pairs of clothes. I finally had to kick myself out of denial and step on to my arch nemesis- the weighing scales. I literally cried when I saw my weight. I spent another few weeks wallowing in self-pity and then decided to take action. All I really needed to do was to take control of my life and my weight. Which also meant I had to get up on those scales EVERY SINGLE DAY. So, I make allowances for a deviation of around 2 lbs. I don't let myself get too excited or despondent if I see a couple of pounds here or there. But it keeps me on track. Last Saturday was my official third week weigh-in day. My weight was 183.7 lbs, a 9.2 lbs loss since I started and a 1.3 lbs loss for the third week. I was disappointed as you all know. I cribbed enough about it here.
And then, something good happened. I weighed in on Sunday. The scales were slightly lower. I told myself its just a normal variation. Then I weighed myself again today morning. And what do you know, I had not put back the weight. Which means I have probably actually lost it. My weight is 182 lbs today. Which, my lovelies, is a 1.7 lbs loss, literally overnight. More than what I saw all of last week. It made my day. Yes, I know I have a long way to go. But every pound lost is one step closer. And I am so glad I decided to keep weighing. I know I have a long weigh (pun intended) to go. But daily weigh ins keep me going. Have a super week you all.