The S-Word

I know I shouldn't do it, but I have to. This week, I'm going to go to Bally's and face the s-word: [drum roll, please] the SCALE.

Let me be clear on this. I HATE weighing myself. I would much, much rather take a pair of old jeans out, squeeze myself in them (or not) and make that my target goal. The scale is evil, a taskmaster, and I would prefer to blow it up or throw it out the window, but I have to get on it. By the end of this week (let's up the ante and say no later than Wednesday), I WILL get on the scale at Bally's and weigh myself.

Studies have shown that people who weigh themselves frequently tend to stay on track better. Don't get me wrong, I know that a higher concentration of muscle in your body can cause you to weigh more; the fact is, however, that the scale is one way to track your progress closely, and it can help you get back on track quickly, should things start to go awry. Even so, I weigh more than I did back when I was a size 16, but I am fitting (almost without putting anyone's eye out) into a size 10 pant again; the reason, I know, is that I have more muscle than I did back then.

That being said, the best way to track my progress is weighing myself, so that's what I'm going to do. I'm also going to keep a food and exercise journal, beginning tomorrow. That's always helped me in the past keep up with my progress to see where I may be falling behind or stalling in my fitness quest.

Prayer for the day: Dear God, I swear I will be a better person if you just make the scale at the Bally's on Route 40 read 10 lbs. lighter than it usually does. Help us all to stay on track this week and not get thrown off by stress, circumstances or life. amen.