STEP AWAY FROM THE SCALES!!

So, a few weeks ago I was getting so annoyed. Maybe the better word would be MAD, at the scales. Mr. Scales and I have this love/hate.....well mostly hate relationship.

You see, I had been stepping on the scales every other day or so and my weight would go up two pounds, down a pound, up three pounds and stay stuck.....no matter how much I exercised or how little I ate, that darn needle was not moving......down. 

That's when I decided to take Mr. Scales and hurl him into the vast abyss that I call my walk-in closet. Jeff and I share said closet but it is so cluttered with old clothes ranging anywhere from a size 14/16 all the way down to a 6 that you can't budge in there. "Walk-in" is a strong word!

Anyhoo, as you may remember, I swore off the scales and decided not to weigh myself at home anymore. I get weighed and measured about once a month at my local CURVES. The obsession was driving me insane. I have also stopped counting/writing down everything that I eat. It was making me crazy, even more hungry I think.

I have been REALLY good the last two weeks.......NO, I MEAN REEEAAALLLY GOOD!!! Especially in the exercise department. So today as I pondered my naked body before getting dressed, I thought to myself: "I wonder what Mr. Scales would say"? I started digging (really) around for Mr. Scales. Under dirty clothes, under clean clothes, behind walls of hanging clothes. Where the hell is that demon? Okay, now I am going crazy and I'm still naked and the dog is staring at me. Hmmmm, stumped. 

But while I was swimming around in there I started looking through a row of pants I had hanging. You know what I'm talking about......the ones that when you take them off the hanger they have a giant dust line mark from hanging untouched forevvvvva! " Awww, I remember these....cute fitted GAP khakis......SIZE 8." Well I decided to try these babies on for motivation since Mr. Scales was nowhere "in the house" for encouragement.

WHHHAAAAAATTTTTTTT??????? They are sliding past my knees, WAIT......I can pull them up on my hips????? SHHHUUUTTTT UPPP!!! I AM BUTTONING THESE WITHOUT GASPING FOR AIR AND SUCKING IN?????

I CAN NOW FIT IN TO A SIZE 8!!!!!!!!!HA HA HA HA (...happy dance...Pippa barking) 

So TAKE THAT,  Mr. Scales. I still don't know where you are but I really don't care. 


What have you been working on this new year?  Have you had weight loss success or an Ahh Hahh moment?  How do you feel about the scales?  Please "weigh in" on this subject in the comment section :)