It's so easy to get caught up in those three numbers on the scale. It's as if those three numbers define who we are when it comes to the 'battle of the bulge'. Forget the fact that I've met my goals for the week. Forget the fact that my clothes are fitting better. If that scale didn't move then my day is ruined. I myself am a 'scale junkie' who is trying desperately to break myself from its grasp. I've taken my scale and have gone through deseperate measures to hide it from myself so in order to retrieve it I must go through the same troubles to get it; which isn't worth it. I bought myself a measuring tape. Every Sunday morning I measure my neck, waist, lower stomach, hips, left and right thigh. Since I'm lifting weights, any muscle gained will cause a rise in scale numbers. However, that doesn't mean that I didn't lose any inches. I also look at myself in the mirror naked every morning noticing the slightest change in my physique. And most importantly, my clothes tell me that I'm definitely doing something right.
It's a hard task to do, but I refuse to become a slave to the scale again. I want this next journey to be a scaleless victory!!