I’m going to rant a little bit this morning.
I have been DILIGENT with my calorie count, eating and food diary. I even put the “bad” stuff on there, like the occasional chocolate or beer. I don’t want to cheat because the only person I’m cheating is myself. I’ve been faithfully keeping my calorie count below my daily max with the exception of the occasional days. On average I’m below.
I’ve been exercising more regularly, at least 3 to 4 times a week if not more.
I’ve had will power and determination like I’ve never had before.
I want to look better and feel better. I want to be healthy. I want to be the best version of ME I can be. I WANT THIS.
So, you can understand my complete frustration when for the last two days I’ve gotten on the scales and it’s gone UP!!! Both. Days. It’s only a pound and a half total, but….
I know that muscle mass size to size weighs more than fat. I DO know that, but with the lower calorie diet and the extra calories burned with the exercise I would think that the scales would still be going down.
Maybe there’s something I’m missing. Maybe I need to be doing something different that I’m clueless about. My body is NOT supposed to be stuck at this number.
So, today, I’m frustrated with it. I’ve been doing this for 50 days, faithfully, and I’ve made progress, but today my esteem is losing a little steam.
Peace, love and scales.