I Give Up....

I've had it. I'm done. I quit.

I've decided to chuck the scale. What? What did you think I meant? I've been hitting the workouts this week, revving back up to the intensity that I was once very comfortable with. I was surprised how hard it was at first, but then I was even more surprised at how quickly it all came back.

What I'm not surprised with, though, is the hourly daily fluctuations with the scale. In the last five days I've seen 219 and some change, 225 and some change and everything else in between. I know I'm doing everything right and I know in my heart, and intellectually that these fluctuations are normal and that in the end they'll all even out, but it's still frustrating. So, if it's not working for ya, why keep doing it, right?

So, I"m giving up the scale. Not permanently, but until March first I will not weigh myself. I'm going to keep hitting the heavy weights, I'm going to keep up with my HIIT and I'm going to keep working on my running for steady state cardio. I'm not counting calories, but I'm being very conscious of what I'm eating and come March first, I'll see if it's working......

I'm actually surprised at how much anxiety this is causing me. I've been toying with the idea for a few days and it took quite some time for me to talk myself into it and then even longer to make myself write this blog post. I'm definitely a scale addict. I step on it every single morning. Every day. But no more. At least for now.....