To weigh or not to weigh…

In the past I would weigh myself every Friday morning. I would wake up and feel as light as a feather, step on the scale, and all of a sudden I would feel as heavy as an elephant. Just like that. The number on the scale would completely dictate my mood for the rest of the day. I know that weight fluctuates. Time of the month, salty foods, blah blah blah..I KNEW all that. It didn’t matter. If the number on the scale was up. I was pissed and if it was down, I was happy.


I also have this pair of jeans. No stretch, button fly. These jeans don’t lie. I’ve had them since 2001 and they have always been my “skinny” jeans. If they fit, I’m good. The funny thing is that sometimes I would step on the scale and see a number I approved of, yet the jeans would be tight and THAT was ok with me. Isn’t that kind of crazy? My skinny jeans were too tight, but as long as the scale gave me a NUMBER I liked, I was happy. Ass backwards. On the other hand if my jeans were falling off of me and the scale was up, I would of course be thrilled, but in the back of my mind I would still be thinking about that number. Crazy town.


Does this sound familiar? If the answer is yes, then I challenge you to stop using the scale. Just stop. For me, I swear the moment I stopped stressing about that number, things just started to fall into place. My mindset changed. I realized just how damaging my thoughts had become whenever the scale wasn’t exactly where I wanted it to be.


So, try it. For the rest of the month, put the scale away. Focus instead on how amazing you are. Be kind to yourself and your body with thank you for it 🙂


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