Simply Someday

It's Anything But Simple, But It's My Life

Weighing Me Down

scale Much of my life seems to be weights and measurements these days. It’s not a bad thing, just a reality for me. I weigh my foods, look at measurements – is that 3/4 cup or 2/3 cups of yogurt? Half an avocado is how many grams? I weigh myself once a week.

I had always said I would never own a scale, I refused to be a slave to the number I saw staring back at me. I didn’t want to think better or worse of myself based on a numeric measurement. A scale can’t weigh my personality; how I love, how I play.

On this journey, I’ve come to realize that a scale is just a tool. It’s not my enemy, or a commentary on who I am as a person. It’s just a tool to help me, if there is a gain (and damn, there was 3 weeks ago) I feel motivated to figure out why and to change it. If it reflects a loss; I feel victorious, like all the hard work is paying off.

So this seems to be my new weigh (ha ha!) of life. I don’t mind, it’s keeping me on track, by using both the kitchen tools and the scale, things are going in a good direction. If I slack and don’t use them, I have found I over-estimate – more like wishful thinking!

15 lbs down, a zillion more to go, the number doesn’t matter nearly as much as how great I’m feeling.

Cheers! Happy Monday 🙂

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