Ignore the scale

*TMI alert, but I don’t know how else to explain it: I think I must have PMS. I can’t be certain, thanks to my hallelujah-hysterectomy two and a half years ago, but my face has suddenly broken out like a teenager AND I gained five pounds in one day. ONE DAY! What the heck? How is that even physiologically possible? This is why we are told to only weigh once a week, because the scale can fluctuate, but seriously — 5 lbs?! Oi vey.

 

And don’t even get me started on break-outs. Grown women should be exempt from blemishes.

 

My BFF is getting married in three months, and my goal is to buy a size 12 dress to wear as her Matron of Honor. I figured another 10 lbs should do it, since my size 14s have been a comfortable fit. My surprise on the scale yesterday morning was very disappointing, to say the least.

 

I’m not going to let it overwhelm me, though. Five pounds up or down is not such a big deal in the grand scheme of things. It’s just frustrating to realize that my body has a mind of its own sometimes. I’m going to stick to my eating plan and try to carve out some time to be active (note: not necessarily “exercise,” but go for a walk/jog, etc. I’m more likely to do it if it doesn’t sound like punishment. “Exercise” sounds like punishment.)

 

Do you hear that, Scale? I’m warning you. Game on.

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