“Yes, yes, yes”, were the words that came out of my mouth as two more pounds are now in my past. In total, I’ve rid 15 pounds since December. 
I wrote Melody yesterday and told her that I was dreading stepping on the scale today because of my bad eating days. She offered me up some wise words that echo those I’ve heard and read from Lara, “Don’t let yourself get focused with numbers on the scale.” Melody also told me not to get down if I gained or lost no weight, what’s important is getting back on track…again, many friends have said the same.
It’s much easier said than done, isn’t it? You try not to focus on numbers but something deep within cry’s to be at a lower weight. Despite all of the great advice I’ve received from others battling the almighty bulge, I still find myself stuck with placing great importance on that crazy red needle and which direction it’s headed. If the needle moves to the left, I have an almost orgasmic experience. However, if it remains idle or ventures to the right, depression kicks in and I FEEL like running to the snack cupboard and devouring everything in sight, but I don’t.
While trying to place less importance on what the scale reads is something I need to work on, I’m thankful that my mindset has changed for the better when it comes to other ways of dealing with disappointment over my weight–and that’s a good thing!
