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Earlier this summer, I shared my biggest accomplishment for the month of May: ditching the scale! Since May 1st (actually a few days prior), I have only stepped on the scale two times: once at a doctor’s appointment and once at home.
If you’re an observant Nutrition Nut reader, you know I have battled with the bathroom scale for years; I’ve shared my struggles publicly more than once on this blog.
Now that it has been over 2 1/2 months since I broke off my unhealthy relationship, I thought I would follow-up on my journey. I assume that at least one of you reading this post has or have struggled with seeing that number on the scale; I hope this can provide comfort in that you are certainly not alone, and inspiration to stick that damn tool under your bed, as I did.
As a scale abuser for many years, it is rather strange to think that I don’t know how many pounds I weigh in this current moment, nor do I know what it read yesterday, or last Tuesday for the matter. If I am being completely vulnerable here, I used to keep a journal of my weight and compare it week-to-week, month-to-month.
The part that struck me the most was when I would hypocritically encourage my peers to ditch the scale for the sake of their own good and peace of mind, yet I could not do said action myself. So, “out of sight, out of mind,” was the tactic I tried. I stuck the darn P.O.S. under my bed, and there is still resides amongst picture frames and old school notebooks, collecting dust.
Last week, when chatting with my IIN Peer Coach, I heard myself say that I was ready to get it (the scale) out of my house. A bold statement from a former weigh-in addict.
The drug I took, stark naked, nearly every morning (and often post-workout) was no longer needed.
For the past 10+ weeks, the first thought upon waking isn’t one of anxiety in anticipation of using the scale to measure the worth of my day.
While I am proud and confident that the scale will remain an abusive partner of the past, all negative self-talk has not vanished.
As I have also discussed here in this space, it’s easier than reciting the ABCs to fall into the comparison trap, especially as a member of the fitness blog community.
Here I am: miles ahead of where I was, yet still miles away from where I would like to stand with the relationship I have with myself: one of pride, love, and forgiveness.
What steps have you made to improve your self-talk?
What or who has inspired you in your own journey?
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