I should be exercising.
I fasted two meals yesterday, which I thought would make a measurable difference in my weight this morning. But I weigh about .8 pound more than the last time I weighed. Funny how that stupid number—and I know how sketchy weight is as a measure of progress—has taken the wind out of my sails this morning.
So stupid.
Because I feel great! I'm doing so well!
This is why I should weigh in no more than once a week, ever. And also! I should not care! Seriously, what is the big deal about .8 pounds?
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