For a few days I've struggled to get to the gym regularly. So I've really watched what I ate, worked a little harder when I am at the gym, and tried to be religious to my habits.
I refuse to weigh myself or take measurements but once a week.
It's killing me to not know.
I started taking daily pictures to see if I can tell any differences after a while. So far, they all look the same.
I don't want to say I have anorexia, but I'm starting to think I'm developing certain tendencies, like avoiding food because I know there are too many calories/carbs/etc. in it. I won't allow myself to eat anything after a certain time at night and I've been almost perfectly dedicated to this. I have allowed few exceptions to this rule because of out of my control reasons.
I hate not knowing...
Once a week is all I do as well. Saturday mornings!
ReplyDeleteI just feel that more than that and the line between obsession and caring is crossed. From the start, I told myself, "Never let yourself become obsessed." I've been careful to make sure to pay attention if I notice something changing with my body (gain/loss), but small tracking details are just a way to chart progress. After all, people see YOU, not the numbers!
ReplyDeleteSince it's Saturday tomorrow, I hope your weigh-in and measurements turn out the way you're hoping! I'm sure they will!