I'm losing weight again. How much? I don't know. And I'm not going to look. But I know I'm losing weight because I wore a skirt yesterday that I couldn't wear a month ago.
I hate the scale. But I love the scale. Don't we all feel that way? What a fantastic day when we show a great loss after working our tushes off, and what a miserable day when we don't show a loss and we've been working our tushes off. I don't want to be ruled by something like that anymore. I'm already ruled by my blackberry...I don't need another gadget taking charge.
I have an appointment with Dr. Hoehn in two weeks to check on my status since my last fill. I think I'll leave my band where it is and not have him make any changes for a few months. I have some pretty tight restriction. I have some difficulty with some foods but I'm still doing well. And I like it. It's a good spot to be in.
So at that appointment, they'll weigh me. And then that's it. I won't weigh again until it's necessary. And really, when is it necessary? Oh, I guess when I set a goal and want to see if I make it. Hmmm...that's simple. None of my goals will be numbers based.
What should my next goal be? Wow...what a hard thing to decide if it's not a number. (I'm sitting here strumming my fingers on the keyboard while trying to come up with something, but my mind is blank.)
Everything I come up is a fitness goal or a motivational goal. But then I finally came up with one - the other way to really measure weight loss is by inches. So my new goal - to lose 2 inches off my hips. I've never really been into those numbers so I have no idea how long that will take me to do, but after my doctor appointment in 2 weeks, I'm not going to weigh myself until I lose 2 inches off my hips.
No weighing...only measuring. We'll see how long this lasts. :)
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