Sixlets on the Counter

This is my fourth week of consistently exercising.  I am doing the Turbo Fire program and I LOVE it.  It's hard for me, but I need something that is hard. I've lost count of how long it's been since I've had a diet coke, or any soda for that matter.  Since having my kidney problems in January, I haven't had any candy during the week, and hardly any on the weekend.  I still enjoy a good cookie.  Come to think of it, I haven't had any ice cream for a really long time too.  My green smoothy at 3pm has helped my sweet tooth craving and gets me through till dinner.  This past Sunday I grabbed a sixlet after choir.  I didn't eat it and it's still sitting on my counter, staring at me.  It has no pull on me though, amazing.  Sixlets are one of my most most favorite candies.  I have many, but they are at the top of the list.  In addition to this, this is my second week without eating out at all.  I usually eat out at least twice a week for lunch.

Despite these triumphs in my life, I have not lost a single pound.  I could be discouraged by this.  But the way I feel compared to how I felt in December is phenomenal.  I think my hair has even stopped falling out, or at least it's not falling out as much as it use to.  I'm not turning back to my old life.  I was sad, sometimes depressed, felt sluggish, sick, and fat.  Now, I am happier, feel great, have energy to get things done, have a desire to look nice, and just enjoy living.  Why would I want to change that.  If I don't lose weight, that's okay.  I know that the changes that I am making are making a difference in other areas of my life.  I just need to accept my body for what it is, buy new clothes and move forward with new goals and desires.  It would be nice to lose some weight so I can move even better when it comes to running, hiking, gardening, and keeping up with the kids.  If the weight is going to come off, it will.  But if it doesn't, I think I've come to terms with that.  And I'm okay.  The number on the scale doesn't define who I am or how I feel(to some degree).  It's just a number.

I did get on the scale last friday and was disappointed to see a 2lb weight gain.  I had counted my calories and didn't eat over 1550, and I also monitored how many calories I burned.  I had a great week.  But it didn't translate on the scale.  Hence, my submission to being the way I am.