Love/Hate Relationships

I have a love/hate relationship with the scale.  I love it when it flashes a smaller number and I hate it when that number is higher than I would like it to be.   Out of habit I have been weighing myself every morning before my shower.  And for the last little while it has created nothing but frustration.  I know that I have had a few rough days with my food consumption, but I have been working out 6 days a week for at least 45 minutes, but usually it's closer to an hour.  Not seeing the scale move in the down direction has been a huge source of frustration for me.  So after a long talk with myself and bugging my husband with the same question (does it look like I have lost any weight?), I have decided to put the scale away.   I know for a fact over the last three weeks of working with Katrina (Hi, Katrina thanks for reading. Thanks for pushing me.) I have become physically stronger, mentally stronger, and for the first time in a lot of years I am actually running on the treadmill.  I decided at the beginning of this that I wasn't going to let the scale dictate how I feel and for a while I let it.  STARTING NOW, I AM DONE WITH THE SCALE.  I am done with the worry over if I have lost or gained.  Does my butt still look huge?  Yes, and it will be for awhile.  Am I still turtle-like on the treadmill?  Yes, I think I will always be that way.  But for right now, I am just going to work hard.  I am going to work hard on not eating everything in sight.  I am going to work hard on choosing good, healthy food for myself and for my family. I am going to work hard everyday at the gym and know that my hard work will get me one day closer to where I want to be.  I am not going to let the scale dictate how I feel about myself.  I am going to work hard so I know that I am going everything I can to be healthy and strong. I am going to learn to love myself not matter what the number on the scale says.  So to my trusty black scale...please go jump in the lake.