CAN YOU DIG IT?!

I started this whole "change of lifestyle" thing about 3-4 months ago when the new indoor skating season started.  I skate my average of 8-10 miles any time the dome is open and I have been conscious of what I have been eating. 

 

Mind you, I'm not 'on a diet'.  In fact I think I have only been on a few diets in my life time.  Any time I have tried the diet thing, I lose 40 pounds and gained 60 when I thought  the 'diet' was over.  Each 'diet' I tried I would lose more and gain twice as much back. Knowing that 'diets' aren't something I can maintain I just don't do them.

 

However, I do make a conscious effort to make smart choices.  Instead of eating veggies in dip, I eat veggies.  Instead of a sandwich with cheese, I eat it without and blah blah blah.  At least...I try to do this. I can't say it happens every time well, because I'm not on a diet.

 

They last time I went to my doctor they gave me a weigh in of _ _ _.  (like, right I'm gonna just tell you that?!) I have a scale at home and I haven't stepped on it in over a year.  Last night, discouraged thinking that I have not lost any weight in the last 3-4 months I talked myself into actually stepping on the scale.  Stepping on the scale for me is like jumping off a cliff.  I hate both of these idea's just the same (especially since I'm afraid of heights and don't want to die or anything).

 

It frightens me.

 

My scale isn't broken but it's possible that it's not in sync with the doctor's office.  At this point however, until I step on the scale at the doctor's office to prove my calculations wrong, I have lost a total of 23 pounds in the last 3-4 months.

 

Seriously.

 

Personally, I'm proud of myself but honestly, I'm petrified that I will not be able to maintain this type of loss in the next 3-4 months.  What if I don't?  I don't think I could even face another big loss and gaining it all back again.  It would be the ultimate defeat and I may never get the motivation again to try and lose the weight.

 

I shouldn't worry so damn much about it.  SEE!  This is why I don't step on scales and measure this kind of thing daily, weekly or even monthly.  I need to accept I have done well, maintain what I'm doing now and put the scale away for the next few months. So, this is what I'm gonna do.

 

Anyway, this is some good news and to celebrate I will be dance-walking tonight, rock-climbing tomorrow and eating my favorite meal at my mother's house on Sunday. 

 

Mashed potato's, boiled boneless spare ribs and sauerkraut are calling my name...