Jumped on the scales for the first time in a couple of weeks yesterday, thinking ‘I’ve been so good lately- I MUST have lost at least a kilo or so…’
Wrong. I had in fact gained a kilo.
It got me thinking, though. Does it really matter how much I weigh? Is it surely not more important that I am making progress in other areas? I can run longer and faster, I am consistently lifting heavier and heavier weights, I am enjoying delicious food with zero guilt attached to it; I am healthy.
I’d like to say that I will never weigh myself again, but I probably will, and I will probably be hit with a tinge of disappointment if the number hasn’t gone down, but it’s not the be all and end all. The photos speak for themselves- I’m so far from where I used to be, regardless of what the scales say.
(For some reason I cut my head off when taking my ‘before’ photos, so for consistency’s sake I have kept the ‘after’ ones the same. Both are definitely me).
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