I’m talking about my scale. This morning was my official week without it…and so, of course, I was terrified and curious as I got on it. 
And today, it liked me. My scale told me this moring that I have officially lost 45 pounds. While I’m very proud of this accomplishment, it got me thinking…how did I get here in the first place? Why on earth did I GAIN the weight? Of course, the answer was easy: FOOD. I was eating SO much refined flour and sugar (not to mention HUGE portions of not-so-good choices to boot) that my body couldn’t help gaining the weight. I’ve changed my diet to a mostly vegan diet (I cannot live without sushi, sorry), and am feeling AMAZING. Part of me wonders what took me so long. My skin is clearing up, I went a WEEK without the scale AND I’m exercising more because I’m not as tired as I was a month ago. I think that my love/hate relationship with the scale may be coming to a close soon, thanks to better nutritional choices.
Best of all, I am EXCITED to go for a month without weighing myself…you read that right: ONE MONTH. The scale is still going to live in my bathroom (that’s where it’s happy), but it’s not going to be a temptation (I hope). I am excited to see how I feel based on my nutrition and my exercise, rather than letting a number on the scale make or break me.
