I went for a walk with my family today and for some reason I was thinking about my weigh in on Monday. I was thinking, I cannot stand to see another standing still week, it would make me feel bad. I am working so hard to get where I need to and yet its not showing in the numbers. I thought, what could I do differently? And while I was trying to process those thoughts, my son wanted to show me the spider web on the bridge and I was lost back in my family and looking at things.
Fast forward to Monday, that dreaded weigh in day. I can’t even imagine what it was going to say. Hell I got my period so I figured I was going to gain weight. I get ready to step on and I think, does that number really matter? I actually laugh out loud. I feel helpless and sad that I am so obsessed with the scale, but my OCD makes me get on it anyway. I mean, I can’t not know what I weigh. Right? So to my surprise I dropped over 1lb. I am officially at 141.8, I was semi excited and then instantly sad because I wasn’t under the 140 mark again.
As I am doing my semi happy losing weight dance, I stop and yes, I truly stop in the middle of getting low. While I was so focused on the weight loss, I completely didn’t even realize for weeks I had been under my pre-pregnancy weight from my first child. With Cameron (my son and first born) I was 153 on the day I found out I was pregnant with him. I am back to my ending college weight and I didn’t even realize how big of an accomplishment that was because I was too focused on the things I was not accomplishing. I fit in to pants that I wore in college, I have energy again, I feel happy, I love going out and playing with my kids. Why am I not celebrating that? Why aren’t you celebrating things you are proud of?
That is a picture of me in pants from college. Those are Silver Jeans that one of my very best college friends, Alicia, let me borrow and I forgot to give them back. I might still have that muffin top, but hot damn, I haven’t worn them in 7 years. That is amazing progress!
What about you? Stop beating yourself up. You will hit each milestone as you continue your journey. YOU ROCK! Celebrate every milestone you hit. You and your body deserve that celebration.
Write down 3 things you’re proud of and do a happy dance! I’ll do a happy dance for you too!