Cute, but fat.

I hate weighing myself weekly.  Yet, I have to because for some reason that is the only barometer I use to chart my success.  When I lose weight I LOVE the scale.  When I stay the same weight I feel indifferent, but when I gain….watch out!  I pout, shed a few tears and curl up in a ball never wanting to step on the scale again.  The scale never lies…so I have been told.  I need to recognize my successes in other ways besides weighing myself.  Easier said than done.