I’m aware that I have some catching up to do since I didn’t blog yesterday; so today I am doing two separate posts. How lucky are you!? I’m still sticking with the “Thankful November” theme, but would like to just put something out there today before I express my obligatory “thanks!”

This morning I decided (for some stupid reason) to step on the scale…at 5:20am. So, keep in mind this number could make or break my day. I was certain that it would give me a favorable number since I have been working out harder and more than I have in the past 6 months and have cleaned up my diet A LOT! So…..one foot…other foot….and bam!!! Not the number I was expecting at all. In fact, I have never in my life seen this number that I am NOT going to disclose with any of you. I had to tell myself what everyone and their momma tells themselves to feel better, “It’s just a number!” And truly, to me it’s not even a number that I care to know or ever see again. In fact, I may follow Rick’s advice in throwing the damn thing away. Because what really matters to me is that I feel better than I have ever felt, I know that I’ve been working really hard, and my clothes fit…so end of story with the scale.

Now I know that no one wants or cares to hear a “fit” girl complain about her weight, and I’m sure some of you are rolling your eyes at the moment…BUT…why aren’t we allowed to complain about our weight!? I mean, we have the same problems that everyone else does who is trying to lose weight, drop body fat, and get in shape. In fact, I’d like to argue that we should be able to b**ch about it even more because we’re busting our asses and watching what we eat just as much as the next guy.

Nevertheless, it did not ruin my day, and here is what I am thankful for:
-I’m thankful that I decided to swim instead of going to kettlebell because my poor hands needed a break and it felt great to get back in the pool. I also found out that the kettlebell class did “Fran” which consists of thrusters and pull-ups. My torn up hands would’ve cried, not to mention thrusters are not my favorite exercise!
-I’m thankful for the confidence booster of witnessing a “double take” from someone, and then some Mexican on his too-small bike gave me the head nod and a halfway wink.
-I’m also thankful for the black, trainer guy I ran into at the new Anytime Fitness. He said I had the build to compete in figure competitions, and that he could “get me ripped”. I’m sure this was part of his sales tactic and the short shorts I was wearing, but hey…after the scale incident I was willing to take any “compliment” that I could.
Thanks for reading!
Peace.Scales=Stupid.Love.