The Scale is Just Another Number

Okay, I admit it. I weigh myself too often. In fact, I do it Every. Single. Day. It gives me ups and it gives me downs and affects my mood. Please don't tell me not to weigh every day because I just do. I'm not going to stop. However, I have learned to use other ways of measuring my success or lack thereof. When I renewed my efforts to get a healthier body a few weeks ago, I tried on some summer clothes and labeled them as to about how much I would have to lose in order to be presentable in them. Mainly pants because of my larger than I want hips. Dresses are just a matter of fitting my waist. A couple of weeks ago I hit a plateau. But I continued with my eating plan and activity plan. That did result in finally a downward dip in the scale. Last week, the same thing, even though I stuck meticulously to my plan, I even gained weight! Over the weekend, I tried on some pants. The group that I would not wear in public was wearable! I also measured my waist and hips a couple of times during the week and noted that they were also decreasing. (I was hoping it wasn't just my stretching that tape measure to the impossible in order to show Improvement). I try to eat carefully Sunday because Monday is my official weigh-in via Amazon Echo Weight Loss Wizard. Unfortunately, with all my work during the week, I had gained weight! I was pretty pissed off. But I went ahead and reported my measurements into the WLW. Lo and behold, I was congratulated! For although I had gained a little weight, I lost almost 1% in body fat composition. So, out of all those 4 areas: my weight, my measurements, clothes fit, and body fat, I came out on top in three out of four. So take that Mr. Scale! Feeling better.....