Slow and Steady Wins the Race?

Maybe so, but its not helping me feel any better.

In my head I know...if you make good choices and change your way of life by eating better and exercising and you lose slowly, you have a better chance at keeping the weight off.  I logically know this.  I've read it and heard it a million times.  But today its not making me feel any better.

Last week after my first week busting butt in the gym, I fully expected to see a good weight loss because of my body being all "WTF are you doing to me!?  Exercise!?" - but I didn't.  I "only" lost .8lbs.  Ok, whatever...I got over it.  I reminded myself that I had gone to the movies the weekend before, had popcorn with butter, missed two days at the gym because of family stuff.  So this week, I went into the gym, busted my bum, made sure I ate really well.  Kept my calories at about 1300 - 1500.  Ran, did weights, on my "off" days of running, I still made sure to get 30 minutes of cardio in.  I was feeling good.  I just knew that Friday morning would come and I'd get on that scale and I'd like what I saw.  I just knew it!  I had worked hard this week.  Harder than I have EVER.

I stepped on that scale...stood perfectly still...the butterflies in my tummy had butterflies in their tummies!  I paused, took a breath, looked down at the number and...................WTF!?!?!  .8lbs!?!?!  Again!  Are you kidding me!?

I know.  Its a loss.  That is a good thing.  I'm glad it was a loss.  I just expected more.  I was instantly sad.  Its not going to derail me.  I still am set to go to the gym this evening and run my week 2, run 2.  And I'll do my weights and eat the right foods.  I just see .8lbs...and I see the big number of (I can't believe I'm putting this out there) 257lbs and I think "OMG, its going to take me for-flipn-ever to lose my weight at this rate!"  The thought of only losing about 2.5lbs a month is depressing to me.

I'm doing it though...and I will continue to do so.  I want to.  I want to challenge that scale!  I want to work my tail off week after week and try to get that number to budge.  That scale is taunting me!  Its like that girl yesterday, calling me fat...well, I'll show you!  You stupid scale!  I'm going to make that number move down.  Maybe it's only .8lbs at a time...but its moving...and I will continue to make it move!  So here's a big middle finger to you!  Take that and shove it!  I'll show you!