After another month of Intuitive Eating and not weighing myself during the month, I stepped on the scale yesterday morning only to see what would be the scariest thing I saw this Halloween.
The scale said I’d gained five pounds during the month of October!
While I could have chosen to be upset by this information, I chose to instead call the scale a LIAR! Why? My clothes fit the same if not better than they did at the beginning of October. I feel muscle definition where I didn’t before. My running is better than ever and improving. My eating is nowhere near as terrible is was the last time I saw this morning’s number on the scale.
Though there are a million possible reasons for the scale’s cruelty, I’m choosing to believe only two; my muscles were sore and therefore probably retaining fluid from Saturday’s Monster Dash 10 Miler (Recap coming soon!) AND I’m gaining muscle. The fluid retention is probably the majority of the issue, with some of it having to do with the sodium in the pizza I attacked after the race.
Whatever the reason for the scale’s trickery, I’m still pretty happy with where I’m at. I feel good, I think I look good and I’m happy with my current fitness performance. Basically, I’m happy and I’m not going to let the number on the scale change that.
In fact, I’m considering giving up the scale for longer than a month because I’m tired of it trying to interfere with how I feel about myself; I’m the only one who can decide that!
WTG for standing up to the scale and its trickery! I struggle with this constantly. It is so hard to break the marriage with the number even though it doesn’t even tell a complete story.