Is it really 5:00 already??? 
I have been so busy and am not going to be “not busy” until Sunday. And then I will only be “not busy” because I’m forcing myself to be “not busy”…
Today was Linsey’s last day with Emma, the baby sitter, and I think she was kinda sad, but kinda happy. It means that school is starting again and she’s really excited about that.
All during breakfast she kept telling me how 4th grade is going to be super fun, she’s excited about the teacher she got, she loves her new back pack, we need to go lunch supply shopping and pretty much her mouth didn’t stop moving the entire time we ate.
While she was busy talking I was busy munching on a new kind of breakfast. I forgot to make oats last night (sigh…) so I went with something a little different.
This concoction contains 1 container of strawberry chobani, 1 palm full of raw, old fashioned oats and 1/2 of a banana with a small slice of my favorite banana nut bread on the side. It was quite good and very filling.
The deli wasn’t as busy today as we were yesterday, but that didn’t mean we were slow. On the contrary – we stayed pretty consistent through out the day and I like it that way. 
Some of our regular customers came in and we got to visit with them which I really like…I’m kind of a talker. 
I made myself a small salad and garlic cheese bread for lunch.
It has been so hot and my appetite hasn’t been what it normally is. I’ve been forcing myself to eat what I think I should be eating, but I decided to start listening to my body more.
If I’m not hungry – I’m not eating. If I’m hungry – I’m eating.
Pretty simple…no?
I have a confession to make: I weighed myself this morning. I don’t know why. I haven’t been weighing myself at all, but this morning I did. I wish I hadn’t because I was up 4 lbs. 4 POUNDS!!! I can’t figure it out. Don’t get me wrong – I know that I am not overweight by any means, but I shouldn’t be gaining weight.
So this afternoon I took my 4 pounds out on a 3 mile power walk carrying 3 pound hand weights. It felt good to be sweating and listening to music and alone with my thoughts and pounding on that pavement helps me pound out frustrations.
I needed it.
I did it in 36 minutes.
Now I’m hot, sweaty, and in need of some water.
Off to get some boxes packed.
Do you weigh yourself?? Are you consumed by the number or does it not matter to you??
Nobody really cares if you’re miserable, so you might as well be happy. ~ Cynthia Nelms
YES! I weigh myself every morning usually around the same time and the number consumes me because I am busting my butt at the gym on the Cybex Arch Trainer, my calories are within the same limits I have been doing over the past 3 years and 2 years ago I lost 100lbs and have been able to maintain that loss but the rest I want to take off is not coming off! I can be consistant and kind of boring with the same thing daily… same breakfast, same lunch and a switch up maybe for dinner but around same calorie count and those numbers can be up and down 3 lbs from one day to the next! And as you know, it takes an extra 3500 cals to gain a pound and I am certainly not eating that. I need to see that number move downward otherwise I feel like a failure.
@ Dawn – I know how you feel exactly!! I eat roughly the same things everyday and have the calorie count down to a science for the most part. I make sure and get in at least 4 cardio sessions a week varying from 2 to 4 miles and when the number on the scale goes up I get so pissed off. Sometimes I feel like what is the point in all my hard work, but then I start thinking clearly and that thought passes.
I try to only weigh myself once a week, but I am completely obsessed with the number. It’s kind of sad.
I am greatly affected by the number on the scale. I wish it didnt, but the change in the number makes me feel horrible if it goes up and amazing if it goes down. I know many women are affected by the number on the scales, but I dont always understand why. I mean, do you go up to a woman and ask her weight and then decide if you are going to be her friend?? I NEVER do that. I am luckily getting to a point where I DONT weigh myself because the number always affects my day and I dont want that anymore!!
I barely ever weigh myself and only when I notice something different like looser or tighter clothes. That way I can keep track of things I’m doing to make sure I’m not doing anything wrong!
I’m pregnant so I do have to ‘weigh in’ at my appointments which have become weekly now so I’m pretty in touch with my weight these days!
I weight myself every day in the morning at the same time. I used to never weigh myself EVER, but I also used to be 20lbs heavier than I am now. I have been the same weight for a long time now (though granted some days I seem to gain a mysterious two or three pounds, and another day weigh a couple less, but usually it averages out to the same old number). This makes me feel both proud of myself/good for not gaining the weight back, but also frustrated that once I lost the first 20, the second 20 are much, much harder (or not so hard if I actually went to the gym). I am affected by a number change, but not so much that it really ruins my day (unless I realize I’ve really fallen off the bandwagon).