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Memorize this, Ladies (& Gents)

One of my clients just texted me this little nugget. She added that, I tell her this all the time. I was so happy & excited!!! They listen:) Really though, the scale can be an enemi. The scale will make you doubt yourself and your progress. It can give fales readings. And it can make you feel like you have to rely on it, when infact you should not. It makes you crazy and confused. Break up with it already! Rely on how you feel. Do you have more energy? Can you do things now, that you could not have 6 months ago. Rely on body fat%. As body fat lowers, your muscles mass inscreases. Muscle does weigh more then fat. Heck, I have a girlfriend who wears the same size as me. We are the same hight. But, she wieghs 110lb and I wiegh 130Lb. How do your cloths fit? Can you now botton your Miss Me jeans with room to breath. How do you look? Notice your hamstrings? Is your booty lifted? How about those arms? You are trully beautiful the way Heavenly Father made you. Now, hopefully, you are trying to keep that bod healthy. The possibilities are endless. As you gain stength, focus on your purpose in life and feel that amazing life force inspiring you, remember you are loved. You have many to love. So, get moving and remember this poster.

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  1. I love your posts so far! So inspiring!

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  2. I absolutely love this poster. Once I got over looking at the scale I began looking more at my body shape and saw how things were changing. The numbers on the scale now tell me nothing..

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  3. It's so true. Many get sucked into the scale scandal & their focus is in the wrong place. Way to go!!!

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