A Pleasant Surprise

I got up yesterday and followed the plan. I ate my breakfast, my pre-workout banana, and drank my water. I ate some lunch and went to my WW meeting. I had given myself a pep talk in the car about owning the number, the ups and downs of the journey, the idea that I was showing up regardless of the scale.... I stayed the same.

Part of me feels like I dodged a bullet. No matter what I tell myself, that scale can hurt -- the truth hurts. What I did differently this time was to be rational in my approach: a) assume that my behaviour would not be yielding me any weight loss; and b) not try anything stupid - like starving/dehydrating myself two days before weigh in to try and hide what I did.... It all catches up. It's not healthy and it's living a lie... This morning I feel in control.

I have a 9:30 Spin class with the Spin Nazi. Part of me is dreading it, because I am still sore from Tuesday's class. Plus, my knee is still not right and our insurance - although effective 5/1 is still not straightened out... My assumption is that I can do no more harm to it, the aching is no worse than it has been - it's just not getting any better.

Of course, it is raining AGAIN, so I'll be dreaming up something to keep my kids from driving me crazy.... My craftiness is completely lacking.....