Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Worrying about weight is...

just plain stupid.

I've had a revelation, everyone! Check this out: I did it! Last week I did the WHOLE, 5-day, body-through-the-meat-grinder split for the FIRST time, and I'm so ridiculously happy about it that I just have to keep doing it! Again and again! So now I'm about halfway through week 2 and feeling fan-ass-tabulous - really amazing - and curiosity got the better of me this morning and I just had to step on the scale to see what had happened. Keep in mind that it's been about 2 1/2 weeks since I last weighed myself and in that amount of time I have dropped almost a full dress size, eaten better than I have in ages and have just generally felt slimmer and stronger than I have, well, ever. And sore. Did I mention sore? I hurt everywhere but I am nurturing a good healthy addictive relationship with lactic acid, so not to worry. Anyway, my body is changing lots and judging from the random comments I have been getting from the regular gym-rats (and my wonderful, supportive husband who is required to notice things like this), it's starting to show a little bit.

Needless to say, I was expecting a pretty dramatic change when I stepped on the scale, and I got it: I AM NOW HEAVIER THAN I WAS WHEN I STARTED THIS BLOG!! Seriously, what gives?
How on earth did I put on over 5lbs when I'm working this hard?? And where did it go? It's not like I'm bigger or have more dimples on my ass for my trouble.

So here's what I think. The number on the scale is just a number, and it's only a tiny part of what's really going on. I have started back into the Abel diet and I am going to keep doing what I'm doing 'cause it feels fucking great!

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