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No Weigh May

A friend of mine asked me to partake in No Weigh May with her.  The title suggest just what the activity is, you do not weigh for the entire month of May.  I told her that I needed to weight on May 11 because that was my goal date, but other than that I was all for No Weigh May.  Yeah, that was a lie.

I'm an epic failure at No Weigh May. I am highly aware of all the reasons why that is not a good idea.  But I can't help it.  I'm like an addict, I need my scale fix.
My Drug
 I started off No Weigh May thing pretty well.  I weighed a couple of days and would stay off the scare of a couple of days.  I said I would just do that til the 11th.  Yeah, so not so much.  I would get on the scale every dang day.  More like Everyday Weigh May.

I suppose my addiction to the scale started a long time ago.  I guess the fact that I have been overweight most of my life I am obsessed with what the scale.

And just so you know, the scale hasn't changed.  IN OVER A MONTH!!!!!!!!!!!!



The fact that the scale hasn't changed discouraged me.  I cannot focus on the fact that have made so much progress, just the fact that I haven't lost a pound in over a month.  My pants and shirts are smaller, but the number on the scale isn't.  It is driving my bananas.

I haven't been on the scale in about a week, and I'm trying to stay off of it at least til the end of the month.  I am trying to focus on nonscale victories.  And I do have some.  Like I did my first 5k.  I can buy clothes from the regular side of the store.  My workouts are more intense.  I can paint my own toes (which is amazing if you've never been able to do it).  I am trying to focus on these things and not the number on the scale being at a standstill.

And here's a little motivation.

I have lost 36 or so of these. 



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