Dang Scale

I hate that little piece of iron.   One day it's good to me and all is right with the world.  The next day it's mean to me and the world is a cruel place.  

I know I shouldn't place so much importance on the numbers that greet me every morning.  But I do.  I have worked hard to get where I'm at and I swear by all things holy that I will NOT go back to the weight I logged 16 years ago.  Never.  Ever!

So while I battle this middle-aged spread thing that I have going on right now...real or perceived...I try to remember ALL of the nutrition advice I've received throughout the years from nutritionists and trainers. 

Start my day with breakfast which includes a protein, carb and a fruit
Eat fruits before noon (gives body time to process the natural sugars)
Don't eat any carbs after 5pm. (gives body time to process carbs in to sugars)
Focus on protein
Quit drinking pop - even diet (too much sodium)
Drink water and lots of it
To lose 1lb of fat in one week, I need to cut 3,500 calories out of my diet
One lb of muscle burns an extra 50 calories per day - resting.  *Takeaway - Lift weights!*
Stay away from processed  carbs - white sugar, white flour.

Pretty sure there is more but these are the ones that stand out in my head. 

The numbers on the scale don't define who I am...I just know that I feel much MUCH better when I'm seeing lighter numbers on the scale.  Clothes fit better, I'm not as tired and I feel more motivated to make the daily changes I need to make when I see progress.

So, I pack my lunch every day and stay away from fast food.  I treat myself but hit the gym as soon as possible to work off those extra calories.   

I know I'm not alone in my battle.   There is comfort in knowing my misery is shared with others.   So may we support each other in our weight loss vision quest and defeat the scale!

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