I just wrapped up a week where my diet was spot-on and my exercise was freaky and frequent. Isn’t that supposed to be the recipe for success on the scale? Did I miss a memo that the rules had changed.
It frosts my shorts when I do all the right things and see negative results.
It.
Ticks.
Me.
Off.
But I look back over my history with the scale (and thank you blog-diggity blog for providing me with a record of my history with the scale) and see patterns emerge.
When I was really in a groove, I’d see a couple of weeks of good numbers, then an inexplicable, can’t-be-explained hiccup. Behavior didn’t seem to drive it; it was as if my body were reinforcing the line, trying to check the progress of my hard-driving mojo.
In the end, I trusted in what I was doing and the numbers started going down again.
That’s my plan this go-round.
Stay on course and trust.
Keep on keeping on.
Or as the French say, “Continuez à continuer.”
THE WEEKLY PHYSIQUELY
Last week: 241 lbs.
Loss: +.8
