And the scale went WHOOSH!

I am so bad at this process over progress thing. I really am. I want to be focused on being on plan: eating my 5 MF meals, drinking my water, measuring my protein, eating my greens. But six days of the scale not moving (it even went UP half a pound yesterday) were starting to try my patience. I posted to the discussion boards to verify that this was "normal" for week 3 yesterday. Thankfully, some lovely people responded with "YES". So, I went back to focusing on being on plan. I upped my fat a little (a couple slices of avocado and a handful of almonds), drank 20 more ounces of water and was rewarded this morning with a 2.5 loss! I am so goal oriented. I'm trying not to be but, damn it!

I can say that my pants are looser and my sweaters are starting to hang. But I thought I'd just stretched them out in the wash. 

Note to self: gotta start taking measurements.

(OK this is starting to sound more like a facebook post than a reflection journal. Time to do it right)

So, what have I learned from this? I need to stay focused on the process. It will work. It will result in positive reinforcement, it may not be immediate, but it will happen. Sometimes, being too frugal with the fats may not be the best answer. I don't want to eat tons of guacamole straight from a bowl, but a little fat that is full of fiber will be good once in a while.

Also, I need to focus more on the NSVs. I regret not taking my measurements when I started, but it isn't like I am done. I can take them today and still take note when they change. I can start taking weekly photos of myself in the same clothes. It is amazing to watch the changes week over week on the Biggest Loser (yes, I watched it for a couple of seasons from my couch continuing to do nothing). It isn't about start and finish, it is about progress - so I need to start focusing on the progress I am making. The scale is not and should not be my only measurement. Time to practice this part of the plan!

Also, there will be stalls. I have to be acknowledge my frustration and then change something up. If I deny my frustration, I won't be able to do anything more than swallow it - and really, that's gonna weigh almost as much as junk food on the scale.

Ok - let the Happy Dance Continue!