Gaging Progress

Desmond must’ve gotten up on the wrong side of the bed this morning. Huge attitude and yelling and stomping.

The number on the scale went back up today. I’m not surprised. I was way beyond my point target already, then got up and had a lot of cereal at 1:00. Also, I’m aware that the number fluctuates naturally from day to day, anyway.

I was hungrier last night. I also somehow managed 10,000 steps yesterday, even though I stood still for eight hours. Exercise can make you hungry.

I’m not making excuses. I’m practicing self-compassion. Instead of beating myself up for not having the day I’d hoped for, I’m trying to figure out what was different about yesterday and why.

I am awesome at kicking my own ass. And The Shift says that’s exactly what you don’t want to do when it comes to weight loss and wellness journeys. So I’m trying to give myself some grace.

Overall it’s been a successful week so far. I’m not going to obsess over today’s number on the scale. Or any day’s number, if I can help it. I’m just going to use it as a gage to see what works on a daily basis and what doesn’t.

I don’t know what I did, but my stomach is really angry with me. Maybe too much coffee. Maybe stomach flu. But this is war. And I’m losing.