Weigh-In Monday

I seriously need a swift kick in the a$$ this morning! I stepped on the scale and almost started crying. Instead of reading 172 or lower and finally being able to move a huge green stone from my jar over (symbolizing 10 lbs down) the stupid thing went up TWO pounds! I tracked every single day last week, and while it wasn't my best I certainly didn't overindulge enough to be up 2. If anything it should've been down 1 and right on goal.
I feel like sitting around moping and eating which is exactly what I don't need to do. Why do I let the scale control me like I do? It is just a number so why am I so upset? I work hard every single day. I lift weights, I run and do Insanity, I watch what I eat. All these things are making me stronger and making me feel better then I have in years, so why when I see the scale go up do I feel as if everything I do doesn't matter?
I'm so glad no one reads my blogs. How disappointing I must seem right now. Look people I do all this hard work and the scale doesn't move at all, in fact it goes up. Yea, that's really motivating to read about. I think it might be a rough day. Good thing I don't have a lot of food in the house. I should be feeling more focused and motivated to work harder. Yet all I can think about is since I started P90X back in October, got halfway, then Chris came home, then started again with the girls, finished, and am now doing CLX/Insanity I have lost a total of 7 lbs. That is so completely and totally frustrating.
It has to be my eating. Right? I mean I've been heavy my entire life...always weighing around 150. I've been above 160 for the past 10 years. I'm not sure why I think this should be so easy. Maybe it's because I keep seeing all these motivational posts, all these blogs on people who've done it, and they make it sound like they just did this one simple thing - I changed my eating, I started running, I started doing Insanity, blah, blah, blah. How come when I do the same things it doesn't happen. Something tells me that it's not that simple.
I am so proud of myself for how far I've come. I mean seriously - I'm fitting in smaller clothes, I feel super confident, and even sexy at times, and yet, one step on that damn scale and I feel as if I'm worth nothing. How can one stupid piece of equipment do that to me?
What happens if I throw the scale away? Well I won't do that - it cost a lot of money and I do obsess about it. I think I will however put it in the kids bathroom and out of sight for awhile. Move my weigh-ins to every other week, and then go from there. Maybe that's just dumb too. For once I'm at a loss.
I'm going to go and surf through my download folder, there has to be something there that will boost my mood.
Ah, this will do!

Yes body, you and me - we can do it! No more feeling sorry for myself. Today is a new day and I've got a workout to knock out tonight!