So I had kind of a non-scale victory yesterday that kind of involved the scale! It was my yearly physical exam and normally when I'm in "fat mode" I refuse to be weighed at the doctor's office. It's all part of the denial thing, I guess. Last year, the doctor finally talked me into it and I reluctantly let her weigh me for my yearly physical, but not for any of the other little visits I saw her for.
This January, I finally faced the music here at home and started weighing myself. But I still wasn't letting the doctor weigh me....until yesterday. It was my annual physical, and I decided to just be brave and honest and step onto the scales. So I did. It was 2 pounds higher than what my scale says, but I was OK with that since I was clothed and had eaten breakfast, etc.
Anyway, even though I currently weigh more than I did at last year's physical, I was still proud of myself for stepping on the scale. I told the doctor that I had lost a little weight since January (about 19 pounds unofficially) and she was very enthusiastic, supportive and encouraging.
I felt great! So even though my victory kind of involves the scales, it's NOT about what the scales said--it's that I felt brave and honest enough to finally step onto the scales at the doctor's office. Yay!


Or head over to the water aisle and pick up TWO GALLONS of water!! That's a lot less you're carrying around every day! 
