I had a bad week. Or in my mind I had a bad week. The week after we had that little bbq with the friends, I gained 0.3 Kg despite having gone to the gym and working hard there. Now...I would like to tell myself that it's finally muscle kicking in after having gone to the gym the last couple of months, and I suppose it could be...but my self-esteem did take a big blow.
So, whilst the week before last I clocked in at 77.4, this week I registered a 77.7. Dennis also hasn't been well this week and the weather has followed suit, and I went to my friend's place on the Wednesday...pretty much any excuse to not have gone to the gym, I can make. But I have tried to make up for that by walking...I think I should walk today too, but I dunno, sometimes it's just hard to get motivated. The rain just makes me kinda down and walking alone is no fun too! But having weighed myself I'm at least lower than the 77.4 from the week before, so we have at least lost weight this week and not gained it.
I have developed this obsession with checking my weight every time I go into the bathroom, I believe it's becoming unhealthy. So, I've moved the scale into the bedroom so I can't see it all the time! I read somewhere that if you are trying to lose weight you should really only check it once a month, and weekly if you are working at maintaining. But if I want to keep a tight reign on how I'm doing, I try to do it as often as I can...but then I feel like I'm becoming too fixated on numbers and it may be negatively impacting my eating habits. Like I won't drink so much water because I know when I weigh myself again it will be higher if I'm filled with water. That's a bad way to think. Drinking water helps you lose weight. So, I'm having to constantly make a mental note to drink more.