I've mentioned at least a couple of times that I have a serious scale dependence. The last time I tried to free myself from it, I felt like I had given up my security blanket, resulting in some self-doubt and poor choices. Since then, I've slipped back into multiple trips to the scale every day again. This week, I decided to back off again. All the way. I haven't stepped foot on a scale since Saturday's weigh-in.
This time, for one reason or another, I feel much better about it. I am sticking to the program, even planning out my day of eating the night before, which always makes me feel more in control. My girl put together a new recipe this past weekend, pasta e fagioli. It is made up entirely of filling foods. I can't even eat a whole (2C) serving of it, and it is absolutely delicious.
So I'm looking forward to this Saturday's weigh-in (what else is new?). I feel like my momentum is gonna keep going and if this is another 2.5-4 pound loss, I think I will have completely freed myself from dependence on the scale outside of WI day. Also, I realized this afternoon that I am just 7 weeks from my birthday, and at a 3 pound a week average I've been skirting since November, I could very well start my 29th birthday with a gift of the centennial variety. That'd be tremendous. I won't beat myself up if I don't make it because I realize it's a pretty steep challenge, but hey, aim for the stars, right?
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