So the scale has not been my friend all week. I’m not even sure I’ll register a loss tomorrow. But do you know what’s surprising? I don’t care!
Never have I been so distant from the scale. But I think it finally hit me that it is rather “newbie” to be so scale-dependent and something so linked to a “diet” – as in the four letter word bad kind/fad/short term, etc. I’m far from a newbie, but it occurred to me with all the things I’ve learned over the past couple of years, this wasn’t one of them. Ok, it was, but I secretly continued my obsession with the scale. Well maybe I’m over it… for real.
I know I’m putting good things into my body. I know my calories have been much better. My portions have improved and I even managed some exercise. So bottom line, all that is good for me and I FEEL better. That is what is important.
And eventually I would love my clothes to feel baggy and get back into sizes I’m more familiar with. This is the stuff that matters.
I’ve been saying that for years, but I don’t think I deep down believed it because the scale was king.
Will I still weigh myself? Of course. With such a large journey and weight loss needed, it’d be crazy not to track that along the way, however as I get closer and within say 20 lbs of my goal, I think it will be less important because I won’t have so far to go and that’s a good great time to be disconnected from the scale. As long as I’m still making the choices that make me feel better (and eventually look better), then I don’t have to be so dependent. If I’m not making good choices, well then the scale will be a good kick in the butt reality check I’ll need, but save it for that.
This is all new to me. I feel a certain amount of freedom now and a weight off my shoulders.
I hope I keep this outlook and that it isn’t fleeting.
In other news, I managed to behave in the manner of a healthy, fit 165 lb woman today in all aspects (calories, water, food choice & exercise) – that is what makes me feel good, not a scale.