Strange, Strange Body

I had a bit of a bounce after the family reunion,even though I stayed on plan. I ate protein, skipped the chips, dessert, etc. I always think that the deprivation, so to speak, should result in a loss not a gain. I gained 1.6 pounds instead. I feel like I took the gain in stride. I always think that sudden large up ticks like that have got to be water. And since some of the protein I'd eaten was a hot dog, I thought that again this time. As a general rule before, once I got back with the program the regain fell right off. But the last couple of months that has not been the case. I've been great with both my eating and exercise this week. I have stayed on plan and done my workout every day. I've lost 0.4 lbs. I still have over a pound to go to get back to the pre-reunion weight. Ordinarily, I'd be lamenting the fact that I was having to lose this pound again and that it was taking too long. But not this time. There are two reasons for that.

First, my body is shrinking. It doesn't make sense, but I don't care.  It is easy not to get upset at the number on the scale when that is happening. I have been stuck in a 16 for a very long time now. Finally, this week the 16's are all getting loose. I'm getting some clothes together to consign and I tossed a couple of size 16 skirts in there that are too big in the waist. I think next time I go shopping, I'll try on a 14. Today I am wearing a dress that I haven't worn in close to 15 years! This dress predates the 177/117 pound guy. I asked J-boy before we left if it was out of style. He said no. It is a classic style, so I ventured out. So far, I've received lots of positive feedback on the dress today.  (I am at lunch at work right now, I'll post a picture of the dress when I get home tonight.)

The second reason isn't as easy. It is an attitude adjustment. As I've said too many times to count, the battle is much more in my mind than anywhere else. I am trying to use this time as an opportunity to learn the way I need to eat going forward and to break through some of those perfectionistic tendancies I have. I am trying to be thankful for this time, knowing that it is serving it's purposes. Eventually, I'll get to my goal. It may not be as soon as I had planned when I started this journey, but I will get there. When I do get there, I will be well equipped for whatever is next.

My boss just handed me a note that says "Scales mean weight, not worth" as if to confirm my resolve not to let this pesky pound get the best of me.