I didn't want to be a slave to the scale. I didn't want to obsess about the number going up or down. I didn't want to be tied to a number that may not appear. I didn't want to obsess about eating too much or working out too little.
But a year ago I got serious about my weight and starting the process to get the band placed. That meant knowing what my body was doing. So I started weighing myself daily. First thing when I get up I step on the scale. I now understand my body's fluctuations more. I don't stress out as much as I thought I would. And looking at this record I am reminded of several things:
1. It's a marathon, not a sprint. Over a year's time I've lost 53 pounds.
2. Even when I think I'm not getting anywhere, I really am.
3. Goals are important. As I reached one, I moved my goal further along to track progress.
4. Little ups will come back down if I persevere.
5. I CAN DO IT.
53 pounds in a year. I'm amazed and happy and shocked really that it's so much. I'm proud and hopeful and excited to continue. I'm happy.
So what's your goal in the coming year?
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