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These Photos Show That Scale Weight Means NOTHING.

There are still far too many women out there who are obsessed with the number on the scale. And the thing is, that number means nothing! If you look and feel good, then why does it matter what you weigh? What does that number tell you?

Being tied up on a number on the scale is only going to leave you frustrated and discouraged and can actually hinder your results.

Here's what many women don't get: weight loss is completely different than fat loss. When fat loss is the goal, it's about maintaining and building as much muscle as possible while losing body fat, which is called body recomposition. Basically, the focus is not on necessarily losing scale weight, but on changing the way your body looks by decreasing the fat and building muscle. Once you get this concept, everything changes. You will finally realize that obsessing over a number on a scale is pointless.

That's why it's so important to have other ways to track progress besides the scale. Because if you build muscle and lose fat but the scale stays the same, you may think you've made no progress, when you actually HAVE! Taking pictures and measurements can be a much better way to track progress than just relying on the scale.

These photos speak for themselves:










As you can see, the number on the scale doesn't tell the whole story. It doesn't tell you if you've lost fat and built muscle. It also doesn't tell you if you're stronger or fitter or leaner or healthier.

So instead of obsessing over your body weight, focus on the things that the scale CAN'T tell you. There are many other ways to measure progress and things you can focus on that are much more important than a number on the scale. Things like:

-How your clothes fit
-Gaining muscle
-Getting stronger
-Progress photos
-Setting performance goals in the gym(being able to do a certain number of pushups, for example)
-Increased energy and stamina
-Eating healthier foods
-Better health(lower cholesterol, blood pressure, etc.)

The scale CAN sometimes be a useful tool, but it's not the end all, be all. Don't let a number on a scale have power over you.



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