My biggest enemy

This week I have realized that my best friend is also my biggest enemy. At the beginning

of this week I started to pay attention to what I am eating. I am counting calories and trying to stay under a daily goal. I succeeded 3 out of 4 days last week. On two of the days I went over my goal by only about 100 calories.

Every day this week I have weighed myself. I started the week at 310, at my lowest this week I was 304, I also got up to about 308. At my 'official' weigh in this morning I was at 306.4. I love the scale, and I hate it.

The day I read 304 I was jumping up and down with excitement. I was so close to finally getting back below 300 pounds. Very exciting. It means that I have the potential to weigh less than the next guy I date something that hasn't happened in years. Then when I saw it go back to 308 I sat down and cried. What was I doing wrong? Why had I failed so badly? I realize that weighing myself every day is not the best way to go. Everyone's weight fluctuates depending on the day and what is going on. It is still hard to deal with when you are trying to lose weight and be healthy. I am trying really hard to stay focused on the positive. If I lose an average of 2 pounds per week then I will have lost 100 pounds by this time next year. My gym going has given me better range of motion. I am able to do more and sustain longer when I am going to my training sessions. I met my calorie goal 3 times in the last week.

Staying positive is really hard for me to do. I have to do it though so that I can succeed. In the meantime, 4 dollars in the fat fund, and a new week to succeed in.

Madame scale, my best friend and biggest enemy, we will go another round later on.