I really like my new method of dealing with the scale. As I mentioned way back (what, two whole months or something?) at the start of this blog, I was trying to stop weighing myself. Not just 'as often' but 'for always'. My 'plan' was to back away gradually, starting with weighing twice a month, then once a month...then eventually not at all.
Sounds good doesn't it? Totally 'do-able'. Did I do it?
Nope. I did stop weighing multiple times a day, and I even managed to go a day or two before stepping on the scale, but I was not able to realize my goal of going two weeks between weighings.
At some point recently, I got busy (or maybe it was a combination of vacation and sharing the bathroom every morning with multiple house guests) but I started skipping the morning weigh-in. You know the one - after the bathroom, but before breakfast and of course, totally starkers.
Once or twice a week, though, totally at random, I'd step on the scale, fully clothed and with no regard to food or drink I might or might not have eaten. A number would appear on the scale a pound or two higher than my last morning weigh-in, but it had no effect one me one way or another. No matter what it said, I knew it wasn't 'real'.
This random, vague reading did few positive things for me. First of all, it was enough to reassure me that I wasn't gaining weight. Not weighing at all can be scary to those used to keeping a close eye on the scale. There's always that fear that while you aren't looking, you'll gain a few pounds and by the time you do look - it will just be that much more you have to lose. But as long as I didn't see anything too out of line, I knew I was fine.
Secondly, I could be more relaxed about it. I'm one of those ones who, no matter what the scale says, is affected
in a negative way. If it goes up, it's not good. If it goes down, that's
initially good, but it ends up not good. I'm not sure how that happens,
but it does.
However, with my random afternoon weighings, no matter what the scale says, the feelings I might have about it are tempered by the fact that it doesn't feel 'absolute'* the way an early morning weigh-in does. The high of a loss isn't so high, and the low of a gain doesn't feel so low.
Sometimes it even goes go down in the afternoon. But even though an afternoon, fully fed and clothed weight that is lower than a nakkie morning weight could indicate a loss, even that doesn't affect me. Maybe I've lost weight, maybe I haven't. Either is possible. Either is acceptable. I am perfectly content to wait for next months' morning weight-in to find out.
It's a nice word. And it's a very nice place to be.
*Yes, I'm fully aware there is no absolute and the scale, if it was a person, would require clothing manufactured from flameproof fabric.