Satan is Hiding in My Scale

That's what my mother said. The scale is Satan all dressed up in shiny metal and plastic. The scale lulls you into the bathroom, sweetly calls out to you, tempts you with hope and desire, asks you to dance . . . and then WHAM!!! Your spirit is sucked right out through your toes, your hopes dashed and your day destroyed. And for what? Three tiny little digits (and I don't mean toes). But I think she might be right. So, I am avoiding the scale until I weigh in with Jenny tomorrow.

It's an odd feeling to go off and weigh myself on someone else's scale. It's even stranger to be buying prepared food and bringing it home. I know what food works and what doesn't. I know what foods to avoid. I have read all the diet books and blogs and blah, blah, blah that's out there. At this point, reading new information might just be a supernatural event in my life. And I already know that I plan to balance Jenny and my other weight loss methods. So here's the bottom line:

IF THE PROGRAM WORKS, STICK WITH IT.

Some people do Weight Watchers, some Adkins or South Beach, some eat what they want and limit portions, some don't change their eating habits but start exercising. There are a lot of different ways to approach weight loss. And as long as the method is healthy, I say GO FOR IT!

For me, it's all about the calories in and out. 1200 calories a day may seem low, and even dangerous, to some people out there. But it's a necessary number for my body. It works for my body. I'm not starving. Not in the least. And truthfully, experiencing the sensation of hunger is definitely not the worst thing I can to do my body. The sensation of being overstuffed and bloated? That comes with the extra bonus of depression, self-deprecation and loathing. Yeah. Gotta love that. No thank you.

There is a lot of inspiration out there if you want to tap into it. A great many success stories. I want to be one of them. I may not like that I took over a year to get back to this, but I am, in fact, back to this. This weight has got to go! I am keeping both of my chins up and heading to my weigh in tomorrow with great hope. And you will be the first to hear about it. Okay, well maybe not the first, but I will let you know the results. While you are waiting, have a glorious evening. Toodles.