To scale or not to scale...that is the question!

I tend to be a little obsessive compulsive when I get really involved with something and getting on the scale when I'm in weight loss mode can be one of them. I want to jump on the scale first thing in the morning, every morning to obsessively check if I've lost even an ounce. This happens, of course, completely naked, sans any jewelry, after using the ladies room and before I've drank my morning glass of water....we wouldn't want the scale to think any of that was actual body weight now would we! Anyway, I'm trying to control my OCD tendencies so the thought is to weigh myself once a week like they do in weight watchers and have a little celebratory party in my head.

I noticed yesterday that my size 18 jeans were gapping a little in the back and that's of course a sure sign that I'm rapidly shedding weight right? Of course not. It's the obligatory 5 pounds of water weight that we inevitably shed in the first week of a diet. Regardless of that I broke my once a week weigh in promise and jumped on the scale. I'm 202 today and even though I know its just H2O I'm still doing a little happy dance because water or not...I'm three pounds away from at least being under two bills. Its not much but hey, I'll take it. Day by day is the only way to go right now and so every little pound is going to get a goodbye party from me. Hasta la vista 205...hola 199 just around the corner!