I busted my hump this week.
I gave 100% effort.
I have been on point with my eating and nutrition.
I have hit each and every workout. Hard.
And I got on the scale this morning hoping that the scale would reflect that.
The scale showed a 0.8 loss this morning. I understand that it is still a loss, but I felt a little robbed. I’ve been feeling strong and lean. I was really hoping to see that reflected on the scale. I left the house this morning feeling really deflated.
And that’s okay. It’s okay to feel down about progress being slower than you hope. It’s not okay to let that derail your efforts. I’m going to keep going and keep busting my hump. Because my end goal is not a number on the scale. My end goal is a successful and speedy 70.3 (and maybe 140.6 one day…). Will a lower number on the scale help me? Sure! But my runs are getting faster. My swimming is getting stronger. My cycling is getting faster.
So this morning I decided that I wasn’t going to let that number control me. It’s still a loss. That number does not negate all of the positive things that I have been feeling. I’m also going to start tracking my measurements so that I have a secondary tool that will help me see progress even when the scale isn’t moving.
In summary – weight loss is a long, slow journey that doesn’t always go according to plan. Have faith and keep trucking.