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Throwing Away The Scale And The Number

It’s time.  After almost fifteen years of worrying about my weight – the actual number on the scale – I’m done.

I’m not going to weigh myself, anymore.

I was watching a commercial today.  I’m not sure, but I think it was for some weight loss product.  Anyway, I noticed that the folks in the commercial were throwing their scales out.  It struck me – that’s what I should do.

Even when I’m losing weight, the scale always depresses me.  Seriously, I’ve weighed myself, several times a month, since I was 12 years old.  And I’m tired.  I’m tired of worrying about “the number”.  Heck, I’m tired of seeing “the number” go down, feeling elated – and them immediately thinking, “Oh, now I have to be even LOWER tomorrow”.

I’ve starved myself because of the “the number”.

I’ve eaten like a fool because of “the number”.

I’ve been frustrated by “the number”.

I’ve been appalled by “the number”.

Now, I’m down with “the number”.

Instead of worrying about how much I weigh, I’m going to enjoy my life – and work very, very hard to just be healthy.

I’ll know if I’m losing weight.  I’ll know if I’m gaining muscles.  I’ll know how I’m doing – and I will no longer be bound to that square foot of self-image determiner.

As a concession to the No. Calories Needed site, I will weigh myself, once a year, on December 31st.  Other than that, I’m done.

Seriously, I’m done.

Whew.  I legit feel better.

By the way, I haven’t eaten a single piece of junk food this week – and I’ve spent several hours playing football with my son and working outside.  See.  I don’t need no stinking scale.  Rock on!

3 thoughts on “Throwing Away The Scale And The Number

  1. Good for you. I think scales are, for the most point, poison. Used as a tool on an occasional basis they can be helpful but most people jump on them daily or multiple times each day and then allow the digits on the screen to dictate their mood for the day.

    I hope you stand firm on your new approach. Good luck.

  2. *sigh* I always seem to be swimming against the current trend. As a lifelong ‘skinny’, it’s been a real battle to keep those pounds from piling up in my fifties. My method is to hit the bathroom every morning, do first things first and then step on the scale. I’m reminded all day that yes, that soda or cookie or candy bar is really going to get me ‘in the end’.

    This is just proof, once again, that you do have to find your own best tools to achieve your goals.

  3. I agree with Lisa, that the scale keeps me accountable. I also think I got better at weight loss when i accepted that “it’s supposed to suck”. It takes a very conscious effort to lose weight, or at least to kick-start my body into going into fat loss mode, and seeing the poundage loss gets me through that. It also takes ongoing effort not to eat for maintenance – because the food is there – and knowing that I’m still making progress helps.

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