At first sight this could be a major drama, indeed I was a tad stunned when I first saw it. Hang on, rewind a bit here, lets get this told properly.
As you all know, my weight loss through cycling hasn’t been my main focus this year despite me desperately attempting to keep it so. Major family problems, work issues and a house move all conspired to keep it at the back of my priorities.
I kept my pedalling commute going and I “watched” the old food intake. But I have discovered that that’s not good enough. There’s no easy way to say this. I stepped on my new scales Saturday morning and it said 18 stones (252Ibs). That’s a 3 stone 2 Ibs (44Ibs) increase since I last weighed myself which was, well, a while back.
The weird thing is that my clothes still fit and folks I haven’t seen for a while are still complimenting me on my weight loss. Ok, I could see this as a disaster, I nearly did, but I’m not. I’m still 4 stones lighter than I was and as far as I’m concerned the scales thing is just a number. Yes it’s a number to get smaller but it’s not going to define my progress. I flew up Wychbury Hill this morning on my Giant with a weighed down daysack so I know I’m pretty fit.
I also know that the scales might be telling porkies, but do you know what? I don’t care, like I said, the figure it shows is just a marker and if I can get it going down then I’m ok. And I can’t be arsed with going to the Chemist every week and stepping on theirs as a check. Life is too bloody short!
Stuff I’d forgotten and lessons learned.
1. I absolutely must step on the scales every week!
2. For weight loss to succeed for me it must be priority number 1!
3. Life does occasionally get in the way.
4. Don’t ever stop!
There’s plenty more to say, but I’ll save it for later.