Seems to be a theme in my life right now.
I’m avoiding social situations so I don’t have to spend money or answer the dreaded question of, “what do you do?” when I’m introduced to new people.
I’m avoiding my blog. Not because I’m up or eating crap, I just feel like I have nothing to say (except right now when I obviously do).
AND …I’m avoiding my scale.
But this ain’t no pity party.
The last part is actually a good thing, I think.
See, almost two weeks ago the digital devil finally gave up the ghost. Or at least the batteries did. I thought it was kind of cute when it told me “lo” and thought, hey! Maybe it’s just commenting on my weight! Alas, it was not and I didn’t run out to replace them. Instead, it’s been sitting there collecting dust (literally) in the corner of my bedroom. It’s weird not to wake up and jump on it every day, but it’s so liberating as well.
I’m still trying to eat well with minor crashes when I am with my family and you have to have a piece of DQ cake to celebrate or suddenly raspberry cheesecake muffins appear (God bless you, Mel. They were so good). But otherwise there hasn’t been the “I need to stuff my face and eat that whole bag of chips” that I normally feel like when junk has magically appeared in front of me and I need to gobble it up before it disappears.
But there’s a lot of things that I’m not avoiding.
I’ve been trying to stick to the half marathon training schedule and even doing long runs all by myself.
I started P90x two weeks ago to try something new and have been sticking to it every day (I’ll write more about it another day).
And I’ve even been eating a lot of fruit.
Yeah. I know. Me. Eating fruit.
Who knew giving up the scale would get me to eat fruit.
So if and when you ever gave up the scale for awhile, was there anything you found liberating? Habits changed? Liked or dislike? What other horrors do I have in store for myself?!
I don’t think I could take anymore HUGE changes after the fruit…