If you have been following my C25k progress, or if you saw my Facebook post early last week, you probably saw that I thought I had lost 16.8 pounds since starting the running program. THOUGHT.
Unfortunately, when I went to weigh myself this morning, I discovered a major malfunction with our scale. It said I weighed 287 pounds. I stepped off, and stepped back on. 68 pounds. What the heck?
So I swapped out the batteries, grabbed an unopened sack of rice flour and tried again. 5.2 pounds. Now we're getting somewhere.
Except that when I stepped up, I hadn't lost nearly as much as I thought, only about 10.7 pounds. Instead of feeling let down, I reminded myself that 10.7 pounds is nothing to shake a stick at, a point driven home much faster as I hefted the 5 pound sack of flour back into the cupboard. Wow, two sacks of flour lighter than when I started.
I am proud of that small accomplishment, and remain motivated. Maybe even more so now.
I guess that is what I get for being prideful.
I haven't lost ONE pound BUT I'm down one size! You build a TON of muscle doing this!
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