It’s been two weeks, folks.
Yesterday it was time to STEP ON THE SCALE!
Here’s what happened:
UP ONE POUND.
I’d be lying if I said this one didn’t disappoint me a little bit, but I’ve been working hard to not let it get me down, and that’s proven much easier than I was expecting. Here’s the thing: I had an excellent two weeks. I had a ridiculously active four days in New York City, and my exercise didn’t let up when I got home. I also have been eating really well, too.
Maybe this is one of those times where I should embrace that all my weight lifting has resulted in gained muscle mass. Maybe this is one of those times where I should acknowledge that everyone has weight fluctuations on a daily basis, and that number might not be indicative of what I actually weigh. Maybe this is one of those times where I should shake my fist in the air and curse sodium for causing bloat, because I did have some wonderfully delicious and terribly salty jerky yesterday afternoon as a pre-workout protein fix.
Whatever the reason, I will not let one stupid pound get me down - especially because looking back, I don’t think there’s much I would’ve done differently in the past two weeks.
Weighing 240 means that I’ve lost 162 pounds. I’d rather focus on that than one inexplicable pound. No need to beat myself up – and every reason to keep working hard and trying my best.
Keep it up, David!
PS – It’s decision time. As you can see in the second photo, I’m at the end of my weight loss chart, and I need to figure out if I’m going to add another page, reconfigure the chart, or perhaps retire it altogether. Click here to read the post where I weigh the pros and cons in my weight-loss chart (as well as some wonderful feedback from my readers), and be sure to speak up in the comments section if you have something to add!