In a few hours I will be driving around Long Beach picking up food for a volunteer appreciation picnic for my mom's work. Then I will hit the mall to buy a dress for my cousin's graduation party. I'm supposed to go to two graduation parties, but it's really going to depend on the timing, because I've also got to fit a workout in before I go shopping.
Yesterday I did something dumb... I weighed myself. After a month of serious focus and hard work, I thought the scale would be nice to me. I thought wrong. I know I've lost inches, and I'm getting compliments from people who are noticing a difference, but that damn scale didn't budge one pound. So I had a bit of a meltdown. Because, you know, the best thing to do when you're feeling fat, is MAKE yourself fat. I made some bad choices yesterday, but I'm not going to beat myself up. I'm still full from my late night Alberto's run, so I'm just going to drink my tea and grab a piece of fruit on my way out the door.
Why didn't the scale budge? Possibly because I'm a week out from my shark week. Possibly because I've been working with a lot of weights, and I'm building muscle. The reality is, my pants are fitting me better, my stomach is flatter and my face is thinner. Those are all things the scale can't take away from me. I will find my stride.
Half marathon training starts Monday!!! Awwww yeah!!
