I weighed myself again today. 154.6
I'm not a happy camper, to say the least.
**Edit: So, I was a little upset when I wrote that earlier. I am still not happy, but I think I've calmed down to where I can rationally talk about it.
I just want to see some kind of result. Something. Something that lets me know that the exercise and the blogging and the food journaling have meant something.
I decided that in addition to watching the scale, I would measure my tummy and thighs (since that's the two areas I feel the worst about).
As of right now, my tummy is at 37 inches and my thighs are 23 1/2 inches.
Ben tried to help by telling me he thought I looked more toned. I told him to stop. It sounded gratuitous. I know it's because he loves me and he doesn't want me to be upset, but it was just the wrong time to bring it up. So, with his opinion in mind, I will be checking my circumference as well as my gravitational pull. :)
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