Weigh In # 1

Well, today was the big day - my first weigh in. 

While I took it a little easy last weekend, I feel like I busted my tail this week - I was up and on the treadmill each morning before work, I added hand weights to my routine, and tried to make some smart choices with my meals. 

So, I suppose part of me expected there to be some drastic change in the number on the scale - even though logically I know that I shouldn't expect to see results after only a week. 

I know you're wondering...what did the scale say this morning????

It was exactly the same as last week - no change. 

While the numbers still read ### (haha, you didn't really think I was going to share my weight did you?), I could hear them saying to me "neener neener, better luck next week, chubby!"  But, despite my frustration this morning, I tugged on my workout clothes, tied up my shoes, and got right back on the treadmill.

Is it wrong for me to have wanted (and kind of expected) there to be a change?  Even a pound?

Am I wrong to assume that because I'm panting like a dog, dripping with sweat, and have a face that looks like a tomato, that I'm getting a good work out?  Ugh - I hate second guessing myself! 

There is no such thing as instant gratification in weight loss - you have to work for it.  So, now I will move ahead with new motivation - I'll show that darn scale who's boss!!!!

I know that if I keep up my exercise regimen I will see results.  I also know that there will be some weeks that I lose more than a pound, and some that I don't lose anything. 

Such is the frustrating process of losing weight! 

I do know that I will stick with it.  Regardless of what the scale says, what I'm doing is good for me, so that's the important thing. 

But, darn it, I want that number to go down!!!