THE SCALE IS EVIL

Ok...I'm convinced that the scale is evil. It's never kind to me, no matter how many carbs I cut out, no matter how many sweet teas I say no to, no matter how many weights I lift, and no matter how many miles I bike or walk. Sure...I might see a pound or two less but most of the time I see the SAME number. It is the most frustrating thing in this world.

In the Bible study I was doing, Lysa Terkeurst gives you some questions to ask yourself after seeing a frustrating result of the scale (my answers for this past week are in red):

1. Did I overeat this week on any day? No


2. Did I move more and exercise regularly? Yes


3. Do I feel lighter than I did this time last week? Yes


4. Did I eat in secret or out of anger or frustration? Yes, one day


5. Did I feel that, at any time, I ran to food instead of God? No


6. Before I stepped on the scale, did I think I'd had a successful, God-pleasing week? Yes

Then why, oh why, am I stalled at 199 (yes, people, this is my weight-I'm being totally transparent with ya'll)? I've been tested for thyroid problems so there's no problem there (don't I wish!). I don't have any other problems that I know of. The only answers I can come up with is that I am not eating the right things at the right times and I'm not exercising enough. Even though I think I'm doing it right, there must be a missing link somewhere. My accountability partner thinks it's not enough exercise. I think there's a God reason too. God knows my heart. He knows that He has to get me to a place where I crave HIM. He knows that I have to be shown that true obedience means that even though the hard times and the times where I'm not seeing results, I must be obedient. After all, if I keep choosing right things to eat and keep execising regularly, then it has to come off, right? If not, I know I'm being obedient, and that's what really counts.

So if you are like me and striving everyday to do right, ask yourself the above questions. I feel like they are a good measure at how your week is going. I think I actually need to ask myself these questions daily at this point.

Yesterday, as I walked up a hill, I had a song come on my Mp3 player. It's an old dance song called "C'mon ride the train". I don't think that's the correct name of the song but I think ya'll know what I mean. Well, as I was going up the hill, a line came on "I think I can, I think I can". I tried to say "I know I can, I know I can" when I was walking. Today's weigh in was just another hill I'm trying to get over and with God's help, I know I can get over it.

But I still think the scale is evil.