A numbers game.

Good things about today.

1. MSU/Wisconsin tonight. Big game, GO GREEN. (And for those who care, I hate the new logo; it's awful.

2. Soccer with the boys--adorable.

3. Long chat with my friend Denise who is going to have a baby by Monday. WOOT!

Weight.

For years I have been saying "the numbers on the scale don't matter, it's really about how my clothes fit." It's like that game you can play--tell yourself something enough times and you start to believe it. Well, I'm finally calling bullshit on myself. (Language police, sorry.) We can say it's not about the numbers all we want, shaking our heads in agreement, nodding as another member of the circle choruses her support, but GET REAL. On the Biggest Loser have you ever seen Gillian tell people to not worry about the ## on the scale, it's really about how your clothes fit? That would be a definitive no--she doesn't say it because at some point--a very real point, it truly IS about the numbers. When they change, up or down, it's a sign of what has been happening in our lives.

I completely understand that it's also about the inches lost, but to lose inches you have to lose numbers on the scale too. It's not rocket science.

It's also about being accountable, and for me this is tough. I've said it before, being accountable in the food department is the hardest part of the numbers game. Love the exercise--I feed off it actually (not really feed, because then I'd be full and would avoid cheese), but the food, that's another story.

Anyone have insight here? Oh, and so far no one has taken up the challenge....


Again, thanks for reading.

Becky