I can't weigh-in on Saturday as normal because I have to work. Soooo..that means I need to weigh-in and attend tonights WW meeting. No problem. I've been good. I've counted every stinkin' point. I've eaten more veggies than my body knows what to do with. (Body:Amen, sistah!) I've drank water until my bladder is stretched to it's limit. I've. Been. Good. (except for exercising...I have to take baby steps, here.)
I get to work today and decide that I feel really "thin" (it's all relative, you know..or subjective..or some "ive" word) today. Weigh-in should be a piece o' cake. So, I march myself to the break room, kick my shoes off and step on the work scales. Um, what? I stepped off. Cleared the scales. Stepped back on. Huh?? No. Fuh-reakin. Way. It says I am up almost 2 pounds.
Day=ruined. I suck.
When will I learn to NOT get on other scales besides the weigh-in ones at WW?? I should know better. Apparently, I do not.
PS I'm ok. Just mad at myself for weighing. I'm actually in a good mood despite it all.Labels: weight loss, weight watchers |
Ok, so the weight is going to fluctuate a bit from week to week. You're in this for the long haul right? So....hang in there. As far as exercise goes, start with walking. If you want to move on to more strenuious stuff later, fine. But for now, keep it simple.
Oh yeah, thanks for the kind words on last weeks Thursday Thirteen. I have a new one up today. Enjoy.