The Right Loss

Oh, vile scale,
why are you so cruel?
In spite of my efforts,
It's my life you rule.

One day at a time,
Choosing good foods to eat,
Squeezing in a brisk walk,
Cutting out my sweet treat.

Keeping track of my meals,
And tracking my miles,
Making good habits
That should bring me smiles.

Instead I stand gloomy,
Peering down at the Boss,
Nary a number has moved,
So much for weight loss!

But, wait!  Don't go yet ...
I'm not done with my bit.
Turns out there IS change,
Hey, look!  My pants fit!

I am noticing a change
In my a-bit-flatter abs
And my hiney is higher,
With legs losing their flabs!

I am choosing more veggies,
And cutting out fat,
Taking steps toward good health,
Stretching out on a mat.

While the numbers don't lie
And I've more weight to lose,
I'm losing the scale ...
It's freedom I choose!

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Prompt #4:  Write a poem inspired by the word, "Loss".
Here's to knowing I'm healthier ... but not because a three-digit number on the scale told me so!