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I am a small town girl living the big city life with my superhero hubby and our superhero- in-training son! I love Jesus and junior mints and have a secret addiction to Neil Diamond and Cat Steven's music. I love a good theme party, the smell of pretty stationary, a good book and a glass of ice tea with an orange slice in it. I am fairly certain that given a cape and a nice tiara, I could save the world.

Wednesday, September 26, 2012

I hate my scale!

I got up this morning and weighed in and the scale read 177 which meant a one pound loss.  I walked through the house to get my camera which took all of 30 seconds, got back on the scale and it said 177.6! What? I weighed with and without the camera and the result was the same.  How in the world does one gain .6 of a pound in less than a minute? I'm ticked off but my superhero hubby says at least I lost and didn't gain.  Cheery lemonade maker.

Regardless, .4 pounds lost in a 2 week span isn't great.  I told a friend yesterday I think I'm stalling out again and it's time to kick start the next 10 pound loss.  I work out every other day and my schedule really doesn't allow me to do more than that plus I truly hate exercise so I need to look at my food intake closely this week and see what adjustments I can make.  Any suggestions are greatly appreciated!

Thursday, September 13, 2012

Facing the scale after vacation

I couldn't find my camera this morning! Probably still in luggage somewhere but I did weigh and I can promise you I'm telling the truth.  I lost a pound! The scale reads 178 pounds so despite several eat outs and a slight binge on some delicious zuchinni fries I am really happy with that number! For the first time in my life I used the hotel's fitness center and for the most part made good choices when we dined out opting for things like salad greens with grilled chicken and eating half of what was on my plate.  I like to think that even on my worst food days that I'm still doing better than I was several months ago. 

I would like to share with you a little moment I had while on our trip.  I was coming out of the fitness room which happened to be by the elevators where a couple was waiting.  As I came out of the room the guy actually said to his wife, "looks like she needs to go back in there and get back on".  I turned around because I honestly couldn't believe an adult would say something so cruel and as I turned they both giggled and got on the elevator.  Man, that stung! But I have been a little compelled to think about the areas in my life where my words can deliver a stinging blow.  I would never of course intentionally want to hurt anyone but I know there have been times where my pride and arrogance take root and I speak when I should not.  I've been praying that the comment would not bog me down and I know that the God of the universe created me and loves me and therefore it doesn't matter what redneck elevator man and his wife think of me, what matters is what God thinks of me.  But I've asked Him to let me see this as an opportunity for growth to remember that words can wound.  And I will keep "getting back on" the workout equipment not because of any pressure I feel from others but because I am fiercely determined to get healthy...inside and out!