So after not going on my scale for a few months I finally bit the bullet.
I have always been a serial weigh-er. Although I only do an “official” weigh-in once a week, whenever there was a day I had been feeling really good after some workouts and good eating I just had to weigh myself KNOWING there was success on that scale – and often there was.
The past two months or so though I KNEW I wouldn’t see something I liked, maybe things would have changed back sooner if I had jumped on that scale instead of denying what was happening. Instead I avoided that sucker at all costs and just went along with life with a slice of pizza in hand.
When I blogged a few days ago I informed you guys I was getting back into the swing of things. I’ve been doing pretty good this week, I’ve been logging into My Fitness Pal (If you’re on MFP, my username is LaLaLewi!), tracking my food, and just holding myself more accountable. It was just like any other time I got back on the horse. Typically a Monday, typically a little motivated, and I was feeling the support from my fabulous friends that I’ve grown to love on MFP.
By Tuesday though there was a difference – I decided to inform everyone how much I had gained when I stepped on the scale this week…
Typically if I was to gain weight, nobody would ever have to know. I would just get back on it and keep going until I get back to where I was and then people will start seeing my updates of loss. For some reason I felt compelled to tell everyone about my gain, maybe take a different approach and be held even more accountable. I don’t know why but I didn’t actually put that change in MFP, I didn’t plug in that “new weight”… one that took me from my 21 lb loss back down to 14. Was any of that food worth it? Nope.
This morning though I was like “Why are you STILL holding back? Why are you STILL not being honest with yourself. YOU gained that weight back!” So I decided to weigh myself again this morning and then plug it in my progress on my phone. When I typed it in and I went to save it I noticed the button didn’t say “Save” like I typically thought it would… it said – ACCEPT.
It seriously hit me. I don’t know if this was intentional on their part at all and I’m sure it probably wasn’t. But in that second I realized I need to accept what I’ve done and move on. Yeah it sucks, but I just have to take it and move harder then before. So that’s what I’ve done – I’ve accepted it and I’m moving forward.