It is THAT week and as a result I am eating more meat, well chicken, in order to get the protein that I need so that I don't wipe myself out like I did last month.
The disappointment over not seeing the scale tick downward is coupled with the knowledge of why it isn't moving. Intellectually I am okay with that. I'm working on the emotional buy in.
This is a marathon.
It isn't a sprint.
As soon as I repeat that to myself about a 1,000 more times then I will be fine. I'm going to skip my Monday weigh in and stay off the scale until the following week. I am really hating my little digital frenemy today.
Update: I wanted to clarify that I am not gaining weight. I am just not losing it. THAT week usually brings a 2-5 pound gain (depending upon how well or not well I am doing diet/exercise wise). So in reality I probably have lost real weight it just won't show up until next week's weigh in. That Flo is a freaking b*tch