How is it that the scale and my feelings don't rectify?
I've been working out and doing yoga and eating pretty good, granted my period is due, it's late actually, should of arrived yesterday. But I think now that I'm stressing out about getting my period to explain my fluctuation in weight it's going to take even longer. 
And yet when I put on my black corduroy pants this morning, they felt looser. 
I'm trying not to get sucked in and defined by the number reflected in the scale but it's hard not to. The decrease in the number equates success, if the number isn't moving or moving in the wrong direction, that translates to failure. It's so hard not to get down on yourself and beat yourself up.