Well…it’s the moment I have been dreading all summer.
After more than five weeks of travel in less than two months, I have to renew my relationship with the scale. I’ve spent more than a month eating school cafeteria food, airport quick fixes…and Skittles. (That’s a long story – but it had to be done.)
Aren’t we funny people. In my head – my only goal was not to gain anything….knowing that I had easily gained 10 pounds. BUT INSTEAD I FOUND THAT I LOST THREE POUNDS despite carbs at inopportune times and a supreme lack of edible vegetables.
And instead of being completely elated, I was instantly disappointed that I hadn’t lost more. OK – wait a minute – didn’t I just say my goal was maintenance? And didn’t I exceed that goal with a loss?
Yes. Yes I did. And I am proud of that – and I am banishing the crazy voices that continually tell me I will never reach my goal weight. Yes, I will….3 pounds….or 3 ounces….or one small victory at a time.