The state of things
One of my "new years resolutions' (and I use that term not because it really has do much to do with the fact that it's a new years resolution, just that I tend to set new/rework priorities for myself every 6 months, and thus timing just works out that way.) was to focus more on the state my body was in rather than the numbers of the scale.
So far, so good. Kinda. I feel stronger than I did even 3 months ago. But I find myself becoming increasingly stressed when weigh in day comes (every 2nd Sunday morning), because I fear what the numbers on the scale might do to my sense of accomplishment and put me into this despairing mindset that will make me lose my motivation. Everyone last saw me mostly naked about 3 months ago, and after this weekend i got a lot of compliments on how good I'm looking. The numbers themselves have changed by.. maybe 3 lbs. But I know my body composition has changed a fair bit; like I said... I feel stronger. I feel healthier. Tis a good feeling.
I also been finding myself increasingly angry with people, women especially, who call me cute. Curious.
So far, so good. Kinda. I feel stronger than I did even 3 months ago. But I find myself becoming increasingly stressed when weigh in day comes (every 2nd Sunday morning), because I fear what the numbers on the scale might do to my sense of accomplishment and put me into this despairing mindset that will make me lose my motivation. Everyone last saw me mostly naked about 3 months ago, and after this weekend i got a lot of compliments on how good I'm looking. The numbers themselves have changed by.. maybe 3 lbs. But I know my body composition has changed a fair bit; like I said... I feel stronger. I feel healthier. Tis a good feeling.
I also been finding myself increasingly angry with people, women especially, who call me cute. Curious.