Thanks, ladies, good insights.

While I am happy to not see my scale go up when I get on it here of lately, I am just frustrated to not see it going down. It's been two months that I have religiously kept a food journal, in which I also record my weight. And to be frank, I am just sick of it. I have lost the weight I gained during my broken ankle surgeries. But now the scale has just been stuck.

I am not happy with how heavy and fluffy I am. I want to be leaner/lighter and more muscular/defined. But I am thinking maybe the common sense approach kept track of in my head might be better, i.e. did I eat healthy today? how's my exercise for the week been?

I have a friend who is very thin. I almost used to be that thin. And she is a slave to her scale, her diet with every piece of food she puts in her mouth, lots of exercise, the size of clothes only being a certain number, etc. While she is a beautiful little woman, I still just think, and for what? Is all this energy of unhappiness to stay that way worth it? I think I am crossing over to the camp that I don't think it really is.