Maybe it's not about losing weight per-se?
Today is my weigh in day in a fitness / weight loss Facebook group I'm in with some friends.
I stepped on the scales this morning and I was 800g heavier than last week. But bizarrely I wasn't at all concerned about that. This week I've eaten reasonably well, I've been to the gym a couple of times and I'm planning a big walk up Mt KauKau on Saturday at 5am - come with us if you want!
And yes, granted I did have pizza and three glasses of wine at an industry Christmas party, so I guess that could have contributed. But actually, I reckon it was probably an unexplained fluctuation. I don't weigh myself every day, but when I used to obsess over every single gram, there was always a fluctuation in weight throughout the day and over several days.
Also, thinking about my workouts I did this week at 9Round, I've done bloody well! Both times I have moved hard, to the point of seriously puffed and low on energy. Looking at my heart rate technology, my last four workouts have progressively gotten better in terms of minutes in the red zone (long story, but essentially the minutes my heart rate is up as high as it can go from exercise).
I was also reading somewhere (I should really learn to cite where I read stuff!) that when your muscles get ripped up through resistance training, they tend to hang on to a bit of water as part of their repair. If that's true, then that would explain an increase on the scales!
So, even though I write a lot about what's happening on my scales, I'm going to try really damn hard not to. I don't think it's particularly healthy to keep weighing in all the time. Give me a nudge if you notice me keep going on about the scales.
After this week, I feel super great and wonderful, and that's more important to me than a number.