09/22/2017
When I weighed myself five days ago, it showed that I was down 28 pounds, from 402 to 374. I was really happy with that and was looking forward to dropping the next five pounds to get down to the next digit, the "Sixes". I had two scales at home, and right after that neither of them would give a consistent reading so I ordered a new scale and weighed myself this morning. The scale showed 380 (among other numbers - couldn't get a consistent reading).
It's amazing how fast the head talk starts totally based on a number on a machine. Until I stepped on the scale I was feeling great. Afterward I immediately started in with "just give up" "this is never going to change" "you might as well have a big pizza for supper", etc. Then as I was driving to work I started thinking "You haven't gone off your eating plan even once in the past month. Your face doesn't look bloated every morning. Your clothes are starting to fit better. Why would you want to throw this away based on a number on a machine that probably isn't even accurate!!
So I came in to work, made my morning Slimfast smoothie (and added a banana, which I just started doing because the difference in the texture and how filling the smoothie becomes is just amazing!) and I will have my two veggie patties for lunch. The last two nights I ate a pizza on a homemade cauliflower crust, homemade sauce, and only turkey pepperoni on the top. It is so filling I can only eat half of it at a time so it covers dinner for two nights.
This week I started doing my physical therapy in a warm water pool at a rehab facility. It's 30 minutes once a week for the next three weeks and then my therapist will determine if I need to continue. The therapist this week told me she thinks I have a tear in my left hip flexor based on how limited my leg movement is on that side. I just want to be able to get back to walking. Fall is my favorite time of year and I want to get out and enjoy it!
I will fiddle around with the scale over the weekend and see if I can get a consistent reading to determine where I really am as far as progress. In the back of my mind is always having to fit in to the seats at the Chicago Theater.
When I weighed myself five days ago, it showed that I was down 28 pounds, from 402 to 374. I was really happy with that and was looking forward to dropping the next five pounds to get down to the next digit, the "Sixes". I had two scales at home, and right after that neither of them would give a consistent reading so I ordered a new scale and weighed myself this morning. The scale showed 380 (among other numbers - couldn't get a consistent reading).
It's amazing how fast the head talk starts totally based on a number on a machine. Until I stepped on the scale I was feeling great. Afterward I immediately started in with "just give up" "this is never going to change" "you might as well have a big pizza for supper", etc. Then as I was driving to work I started thinking "You haven't gone off your eating plan even once in the past month. Your face doesn't look bloated every morning. Your clothes are starting to fit better. Why would you want to throw this away based on a number on a machine that probably isn't even accurate!!
So I came in to work, made my morning Slimfast smoothie (and added a banana, which I just started doing because the difference in the texture and how filling the smoothie becomes is just amazing!) and I will have my two veggie patties for lunch. The last two nights I ate a pizza on a homemade cauliflower crust, homemade sauce, and only turkey pepperoni on the top. It is so filling I can only eat half of it at a time so it covers dinner for two nights.
This week I started doing my physical therapy in a warm water pool at a rehab facility. It's 30 minutes once a week for the next three weeks and then my therapist will determine if I need to continue. The therapist this week told me she thinks I have a tear in my left hip flexor based on how limited my leg movement is on that side. I just want to be able to get back to walking. Fall is my favorite time of year and I want to get out and enjoy it!
I will fiddle around with the scale over the weekend and see if I can get a consistent reading to determine where I really am as far as progress. In the back of my mind is always having to fit in to the seats at the Chicago Theater.
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