follow the fat girl. a weight loss blog

Even though I haven’t attended an actual Weight Watcher meeting in forever, I still remember one of the major ideas they preached. It’s focusing on NSVs, or non-scale victories. It’s easy to get discouraged when we don’t see the scale budging, but the little things day-to-day that we start to get back can be major motivation and a reassurance that we are still losing inches and gaining ground towards our ultimate goal.

This weekend, I had probably the most interesting, or at least amusing/humorous, NSV to date. Until Saturday, I couldn’t tell you the last time I had taken a bath in the tub . Granted, my mom’s bathtub isn’t exactly the size of a clawed-foot Victorian style tub, but it’s nice and decently sized. For years, I was just too big to fit in period, let alone comfortably. I could get in the tub, but my thighs would push against the sides of the tub and the water wouldn’t come over my legs, stomach, etc. The water was separated into two sections – the water behind my back and water around my calves and feet. It made me feel like Taft, the president who got stuck in his own bathtub. It was a simple pleasure that I had come to truly miss and left my bathing options limited to showers roughly the size of a football field.

Saturday, I decided I was going to run some bath water and give it my best shot. Much to my surprise, when the time came to dive in, my thighs didn’t even touch the sides and I could lay back and soak. I’ve already started to spoil myself, seeing as how I’ve taken actual baths the last three days. I turn off the light, light a candle, turn on some music, and just relax. It’s a great time to plot out ideas in my head for the current writing projects I’m working on, or clear my mind and think about nothing at all.