I wasn't able to weigh in yesterday as planned because I was in a hotel room with no scale anywhere near me. So I stepped on the scale this morning at home. I wasn't even going to share it with anyone because I just don't believe it. There are just too many factors all working together to cause it to do what it did. I decided that I will share the number with you, but only after explaining what is going on.
Hubby and I spent the weekend at a little island getaway with some friends. We ate at a bistro for lunch, then fine dining for dinner, then hotel food for breakfast, then phoa for lunch. Restaurant food is super dangerous. It was impossible to track the calories because all the restaurants were small independently owned so no nutritional information was available. I still guestimated though. Then what I thought it would be...I added even more to it just to be safe. I'm fairly confident that my inflated guestimations are accurate enough to give me a good idea that I was pretty darn close to what I needed. That is to say that I did NOT over eat. I was very mindful of the food I put in my body. But, restaurants have a strange way of adding tons of unnecessary fat and sodium to the foods they prepare. So, I'm guessing that I had a higher fat diet this weekend than I anticipated. And I'm guessing that the sodium was through the roof.
Every Sunday morning, I have a little ritual I go through before I step on the scale. I've spoken of this ritual before. I know many of you out there have a similar process you go through before weighing in. Well, this morning I did not follow my normal procedures before stepping on the scale. It was quite honestly, an after thought to weigh in at all. I was also fully dressed and ready to walk out the door to work.
It is also what some of you like to refer to TOM. I don't really understand why the coded speak around this but whatever, if it makes you feel better. For the rest of you, I'm on my period. There I said it, so shoot me.
There, now you know the circumstances of the weigh in. And the scale says.... 165 even. 1.4lb gain over last week. And that's after holding steady for 3 weeks. Might I remind you also that the past 3 weeks of calorie counting has shown an accumulated deficit of over 8,000 calories. So...instead of showing a 1.4lb gain, it should show at least a 2lb loss.
Can I just say.....WTFFyoustupidFscaleF!
I've decided that I'm not going to let it get me down. I'm not going to curl up in the corner and cry over my cookies or anything. No. No cookies for me. No tears necessary. Instead, I'm just going to pay closer attention to doing all the wonderful self care things that I know work for me. Back to making sure I get at least 60oz of water every day. Back to my morning gratitude every morning no matter what. Back to the vitamin D every day. Back to the guitar practice every day. Back to the blogging every day.
Hello world, this is me. Stress free.
