Why I am Vehemently Opposed to the Scale
Every time I step on a scale, I become a slave to it.
Maybe you are better than me. Maybe you can get on a scale, look at the number and not proceed to spend the rest of your day (and several more that follow) analyzing what has led you to that number. Maybe you can step on the scale, see the number and then leave it there, not carrying it around with you until the next time you step on a scale. Maybe you can step on the scale and then not beat yourself up (or reward yourself with a yummy treat) because the hard work doesn't ever seem to reveal itself on that inanimate monster, anyway (or I've worked so hard for so many days that I deserve a little treat).
Maybe a photo journey through my life speaks more strongly than my words can:
|Me at 15. |
I was preoccupied with my weight. Weighing myself daily, sometimes more than once a day. Some days eating little more than a serving of soup and a few bites of dinner.
So, all of that to say... the scale may tell you a number, but it's not a measure of your fitness. Of your health. Make healthy food choices. Train your body well. You won't find your happiness in the number on the scale.