It was a spontaneous decision and I was really apprehensive because it was RIGHT after Thanksgiving and I hadn't been able to make it to the gym. I put the scale down on the bathroom floor and, with a grimace, I stepped onto that little square of pain.
I LOST FOUR POUNDS. I did a small victory dance and loudly proclaimed, "YES!"
It was AWESOME.
I'd had a few not so good days (I won't call them bad days, they were just not-as-good days) and like I said before, I hadn't been able to make it to the gym much because of the holidays. I HAD compensated by eating slightly fewer calories, but I wasn't expecting any form of loss.
I AM SO EXCITED. :D There is nothing like progress to motivate a person. I still have no idea how I'm going to make it to the gym four times a week now that I'm working overtime AND doing Christmas stuff, but I'll make it work because IT'S WORKING. Look at all that caps lock; I must be excited.
Tthe moral of this story is that even small progress can really help motivate you. Celebrate all of your victories- big or small. :)
<3 - CFC