Please, step away from the scale, ma'am!
Wednesday, April 26, 2017
I hear that phrase daily in my head. Usually I imagine this gruff voice of authority. Sometimes, it's a whining, pleading voice. Why do we place so much of our self worth in a number? One very moody, unpredictable, fickle number that can change like the weather in Texas on any given day. It's crazy how much power we turn over to it.
I have been making changes in my life since signing back in to Spark People about a month ago, good changes. I'm more aware of, not just how much I eat, but what I eat. I walk in the park with my dad every day that the weather cooperates, which has been great for both of us. I squeeze in treadmill time in the evening between the activities of my three boys. I've even started working in time for other things I just enjoy doing, like crochet or reading or Bible study.
These changes have been great. I feel good. I sleep better, and I'm more productive through the day. My jeans are starting to go on easier, and that muffin top that used to be so visible in certain shirts is actually getting smaller. And the clarity. I feel like this fog has been lifted, and I can actually reason things out quicker. I'm not quite firing on all cylinders yet, but I know it's coming.
The one thing that is missing is that stupid, obstinate number on the scale. The dang thing refuses to budge. With all the improvements I'm seeing in my life, why does that number mean so much?
I think as a society we've trained ourselves to be that way. By no means do I want to belittle the accomplishments of others. I'm so happy for those of you who are watching that number go down. That's amazing, and you deserve that high you get from seeing it. You've worked hard, and you should enjoy it.
For me, that's not happening, and I have to be okay with it. I have to retrain my brain. I'm learning to accept myself for who and where I am right now in my life.
So again I hear it but in a gentle voice this time...Please, step away from the scale, ma'am.