I think most of us have a love-hate relationship with the scale. I know I always have! It’s tormented me for as long as I can remember. At my worst, I was weighing myself 10 times a day, maybe more! I know that by relying on the scale, I’m allowing that stupid number to hold so much power over me. (And hey, I like numbers – this may or may not surprise you, but I was a major math geek in high school.)
But you know how it goes. Regardless of the number you see on that scale (whether it’s up, down or the same), you allow it to determine your mood for the day – and often your approach to eating as well. This is why nearly ALL the eating disorder resource sites always tell us to ditch the scale. We don’t need a scale to determine our worth … and even if we’re trying to lose weight, we’d still be better off shunning the scale, as the numbers often don’t tell the whole story anyway.
Still … throwing away the scale is hard. I have a confession to make – I still have my scale, and I don’t know if I can ever throw it away. I wish I could, but I suppose I’m kind of addicted to the stupid thing. I DO, however, keep it out of sight – instead of having a prominent place on the bathroom floor, I keep it hidden away in a nearby closet. This usually keeps me from weighing every day or multiple times a day. Out of sight, out of mind, right? It usually works, but not always. Sometimes I just can’t resist, for various reasons. Sometimes I rationalize that I need it to help me lose weight (because, unlike in the past when I merely “imagined” myself to be overweight, now I actually really am), but I know this is just an excuse. I don’t really need it. It hurts me far more than it helps me. So, I hope to ditch the scale for good someday … but hey, I’m a work in progress. “Progress, not perfection” is one of my favorite new mottos (and this is amazing, considering what a perfectionist I used to be!). 🙂
How about you? Tell me about your relationship with the scale!