#*%! You, Scale.

26 Feb

Only one pound down on the scale last week. ONE. 1. Seriously? I know I worked harder than that. I also know that I could have done better. People in my circle have tried to convince me that this is “still one pound down”. Derrrr. But, it’s a single pound. Everyone knows that one is the loneliest number in the world {one dollar bill, one glass of wine, one condom left…you get the idea}. I can think of a million things wrong with that number. “It’s simple math”, everyone likes to tell me when referring to the calories in-calories out formula of weight loss. Simple?! Since when is the complex biology of a human body {let alone a female body} simple?

Here was my thought process moments before my trainer announced my lonely one- pound loss: Please, God, just one pound. That’s all I need- just one! Maybe I shouldn’t have eaten those pretzels the other night. Maybe I shouldn’t have told my husband I had a headache the other night- at least I would’ve burned some calories. Maybe, maybe, maybe. Just one pound, just one pound. I got my one pound, and wanted to punch the wall. I have a million excuses for not losing more. Legitimate obstacles, but excuses nonetheless. I had worked hard, but not as hard as I could have. I felt betrayed by my own body, and after leaving my training session, I just wanted to drown my sorrows {and face} into a pint of Death by Chocolate. With sour cream and onion chips on the side.

And then something great happened. I didn’t race to the grocery store to buy that bag of chips OR the pint of chocolate death. In a crazy, unforeseen turn of events, I raced home and made a Green Monster Spinach Smoothie. Instead of exercising my rights {at the drive thru} to order enough empty calories to feed the Duggar Family, I exercised in my living room with the Xbox Kinect! Uncharacteristically, I did not sabotage myself in attempt to punish my body. I chose to make that one-pound my friend. My other extra pounds welcomed it with open arms. We’re all one big happy family..and I can’t wait to get rid of them ALL.


4 Responses to “#*%! You, Scale.”

  1. Wendy February 27, 2012 at 7:06 am #

    Way to go, Denise!

    I know you wanted to see more than one pound disappear, and you’re disappointed in that, but the BIGGER VICTORY is the one you made after stepping on the scale. Be proud of yourself, and keep going! You can do it!!!

    • Danielle February 27, 2012 at 7:29 am #

      Thanks Wendy! Actually, my name is Danielle, but it’s all good. Thanks for checking out my blog!

      • Wendy February 27, 2012 at 1:53 pm #

        Oh Criminy!!! How the heck did I do that???!? I am so sorry, Danielle…..I do know your name.

      • Danielle February 27, 2012 at 3:02 pm #

        LOL- no worries!

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