I’m happy to report that Mr. Scale and I have reached a truce of sorts.
Sure, he’s still a bit stubborn and, frankly, a tad arrogant. And I am by no means perfect, though I think I’ve made far more of an effort to change my behavior this week than he has done to change his attitude. But whatever. He can be like that. Because I have a new bff to hang out with: Ms. Measuring Tape!
See, when Mr. Scale gets all pigheaded and bullish and refuses to compromise or see things my way, I can go to Ms. Measuring Tape. She is all kinds of niceness and positive reinforcement. Because she confirms what I’ve known all along: that regardless of what Mr. Scale tells me, I’m thinner, leaner, and trimmer than ever! And those smaller sizes I’m now wearing reinforce that she’s right.
So even though Mr. Scale still tells me I’m about 15.5 lbs. away from my goal, I can rest assured knowing that I’m making progress in other ways. And that’s all the motivation I need to keep going.