Ring, Ring, Ring…Hello Metabolism…where the hell are you?
Tuesday, October 15, 2013
I’m very frustrated. I’m so mad I actually kicked the scale this morning. And I don’t mean a little kick…I literally kicked it into the wall. I think Eric is a little afraid of me now. Eric has threatened to take my scale away (if it still works after I kicked). Why was I so mad? Well, let me tell you. After running the 6 miles on Saturday, I followed that up with 3 miles of running Sunday morning and over a 2 mile walk Sunday night. Last night I spent 30 minutes on the elliptical and 10 minutes on the stationery bike. Not only did I do all that exercise and burn all those calories, I have pretty much limited my diet to around 1500 calories. This morning when I weighed myself I gained weight. WTF! I admit it, I do what everybody says don’t do, I weigh myself every day. I have to, if I don’t I lose all accountability and eat all I want and that isn’t good either. I need to know every day and it isn’t just every day, it is multiple times a day. I guess I’m obsessive compulsive. I have an illness. But really if Eric took my scale away, I think that would be more devastating to me then gaining weight after pounding all those miles this weekend. So I’m very frustrated. Ring, Ring, Ring…Hello Metabolism…where the hell are you?