Lately I’ve noticed the scale number plummeting. I’ve gotten to the point where I’m not craving carbs and sugar again. I’m about 20lbs away from the big 100 now! I try to only weigh myself on Monday morning but I have a physical coming up next week and I’ve been peeking a little more. This makes me think more about non-scale victories.
For a little while I was working my ass off but GAINING. It was driving me crazy even though I knew it was because I started to lift weights and it was muscle I was gaining. My body had not burned enough calories yet to reflect weight loss but there were obvious results. I lost an inch on all of my measurements. I was heavier but I could see my arms toning, my hips getting smoother, and my waist cutting in more. My size 16 jeans fall off me and I wear a belt (that has tightened 5 notches!) because I refuse to buy more jeans until I absolutely have to. It gave me the extra boost to keep going.
My stamina also improved greatly. I’m doing more dynamic moves in Zumba that I have not felt like I could do until now. Jumping has always been a challenge but it is getting so much easier. I’d always be afraid to jump on blocks. Now I can get onto the second level with almost no effort. Pride is a good feeling when you know you worked hard for something. There I was, alone in the weight room, glowing wide eyed to be on top of that little block. It was a small jump with a big impact.
Non- scale victories can be anything from fitting into new clothes to beating your personal best. You can’t always focus on the number. I am a thick woman. My trainer says I must be dense because I don’t look like I weigh as much as I do. I have very wide hips and my bum is shapely. That alone is going to prevent me from being in too small a size. I am realistic about my numbers. I don’t want to weigh less than 160lbs so I will keep going and trust the process. I’ll get there but in the meantime I’ll focus on being stronger and enjoy those non- scale victories.