I actually got up the nerve to get on the scale today after months of not weighing myself. I paid attention to my weight a bit after the Louisiana Marathon and getting the flu because it had dropped, but it hasn't been a priority since then.
I stepped on the scale more than once because I couldn't believe the number it showed (and no, I'm not telling unless you ask nicely).
I've lost 7 pounds. (Don't laugh...that's a really big number to me!)
Just a few weeks of very intentional eating and more focus on strength training and my body is responding so positively. I am thrilled. I am motivated.
This is SO SO SO GREAT.
Caveat...I hate the idea of focusing on my weight. I've mostly just used how I look and how my clothes fit as my guide over the years because I think there is way too much focus on the scale number in our society and not nearly enough focus on body composition. Weight is secondary to our lean muscle to fat ratio, and we can in fact weigh more than it appears when we have a higher percentage of lean muscle. I do not want the number of the scale to become obsession.
However, I'll take this little win right now. It shows that I'm doing the right things for my body and it's responding in a positive way. It's the first step in meeting my next round of goals and the more I see results like this, the closer I come to those goals.