Monday, August 23, 2010

The Scale

I hate scales.  There's just nothing nice to say about them.  You climb on one first thing in the morning only to find that you haven't lost any weight, or worse yet, you put a few pounds on.  All those hard hours of working out five days a week and eating good just didn't pay off.  Then the rest of your day just blows. 
For me, and I believe this happens to a lot of women, I start looking for something sweet to eat, or a carb of some sort, you know, comfort food.  Except for comfort food isn't really comforting after eating too much of it.  All of a sudden my diet is blown for the day all because of that stupid scale and my level of frustration with myself.  Sad thing is, I know that comfort food only makes my situation worse...so then why do I crave it when I feel so down????  So, here's to you ol' mighty dictating-how-I-am-going-to-feel-today scale.  I am not going to get on you any more.  That's right! You heard me!  I AM DONE!!!! NO MORE!!! I refuse to let you dictate how my days are going to be.  I refuse to let you dictate how much success I feel when I spent 60 minutes at the gym that morning sweating my ass off.  I refuse to let you tell me that I am not working hard enough, or doing the right things.  I refuse to let you ruin my motivation anymore.  So to you old dictating-how-I-am-going-to-feel-today scale of my life...I am throwing you out the window (not literally, don't want to hit some poor pedestrian on the sidewalk).  No more will I get on you first thing in the morning.  Instead, I will know that I have lost weight when my jeans no longer fit.  When I have to tighten my belts to a new notch that has yet to be used. 
When I can fit into that hot pencil skirt that I haven't been able to wear for years.  Those will be the tell tale signs of my success.  But more so, I need to stay focused on the fact that I AM at the gym every day.  I AM able to run more than a mile (if my stupid shin splints would go away).  I AM able to swim four laps consecutively and not drowned myself.   I AM doing good for my body even if my body wants to keep this weight.  I AM successful! I AM proud of me!  Farewell scale.  I won't miss you. 

1 comment:

  1. Great post! So true. I think it's a very good idea to get rid of that scale. I have never owned one. And although I know I have steadily gained weight over the years, putting a number to it doesn't change anything. The sweets thing is horrible. I am totally there with you. I am not sure if I will ever be able to get by that. But we can hope! Just keep on keepin' on Girl. You are an inspiration!

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