I have not been exercising for the last five days because of obvious womanly reasons. I have stuck to my diet though. Yet, the weighing machine keeps teasing me. Every morning, when I stand on the contraption, my heart pounds and I wonder what the judgement would be.
The thing I climb on is not an ordinary weighing scale. It analysis everything, scans everything and tells you everything; even the water that you drink. So, sometimes the muscle percentage is higher, sometimes lower. It seems I am sitting on a seesaw. When the numbers climb higher, it is a tad dissapointing.
However, what I have realized is that fatloss is not a one time destination; it is an ongoing journey. There will be ups and downs. There will be hits and there will be misses. So, its okay. The idea is to enjoy this process. Rest will happen on its own. My aim is not a size zero. My aim is a fit body which makes me feel alive.
My Fat Loss Journey 