Getting Over the Numbers

It's 1:00 am, I'm in bed trying desperately to fall asleep and I just can't.  There are so many things swimming through my head right now.  This happens occasionally when I'm excited or worried about something.  I've been wanting to make a post for the past week and it just kept getting moved down on my "To Do" list.  I simply can't wait any longer, I have to share.

When I started this process to find better health, I started at the doctor's office.  I needed to have all my numbers looked at.  I thought maybe its my thyroid, or maybe there is something else making me gain weight and the reality was, it was ME that was making me gain weight.  All my numbers were good and it was a reality check right smack to my face.  I had to start making changes and I needed to do it now!  I knew it was going to be hard and I was going to have to put aside some things I love, cake, donuts, breads and more.  I started on a low carb diet along with my AdvoCare supplements and off I went.  I go each month to my primary care physician for a weigh in and a "mini" check up just to see how things are going.  From my start date, I have lost weight at every appointment.  At first I started of with significant numbers and slowly that tapered down to about 2 lbs a month.  Well, two months ago, that changed and I FREAKED!!  I knew that I hadn't been as good as I could be about food, but that was about the time I really dedicated to making time to work out.  At that appointment I gained 4 lbs.  In talking it over with the doc, I told her that I had increased my exercise tremendously and she said that I was gaining muscle and that she wasn't worried.

Fast forward a month and I gained another 2 lbs...I am being honest with you, my heart sank!!  Again the doc came in and we talked about what I was doing and again she said "it's muscle" and that I need to look past the numbers.  She asked how my clothes were fitting and quickly whipped out a graph {one I get every month}.  The graph shows my weight loss progress everything month and she pointed out that in November of last year, I weighed in at 139.  Again, I am being brutally honest and open here {no judging allowed}, at that time {November 2015} I was in a size 8, not all that comfortable, but an 8 no less.  Last week, I weighed in at 139 and I am in a size 4, a comfortable size 4!!  I realize the difference and I really should be good with that, but I still struggle with that stupid number the scale shows me when I jump on!!  Its so hard sometimes to let the numbers go and just focus on what happening with my body.  I know I can eat better and I am stepping up my game with that {I'll share on the next post}, but the bottom line is, my body HAS changed and the numbers on the scale shouldn't define me.  I hope by me sharing this {very} personal information that you will not only decide to stop letting the scale define you, but if you haven't already, take that first step.  Make a small change even if its just a change in the way you are thinking.  I won't lie, its not always easy.  I don't "love" to workout yet, but I know I have to "pay myself first".  I have a vision and I am the only one who can get out and make that happen.

Here's to a better way of thinking and "Getting Over the Numbers"!!

Enjoy the process...always!!
Krista