scales .... are they consuming your life? mine were

I knew there was a reason I chucked out my scales ... no seriously I did.

Why? They were consuming my life completely ... I was so hung up on the number that showed and how for me it only seemed to creep up. Why do I do this to myself? That's what I thought. So I made an executive decision ... I threw them in the bin!!!

I didn't want my son to see his mummy crying over a stupid number, or stepping on the scales every other day or even just call myself fat and why was I doing these things? Because of a stupid number!!!

What did I start off at? 255lbs ... I know it's despicable, but I couldn't lose anything.
Since January 5th I have lost 23lbs and counting. Due to exercise and most importantly what im putting into my body. (I hate the word diet as it's not a diet it's a lifestyle change, a new way of living and a newer healthier you)

I borrowed my mums scales at the weekend so that I could weigh myself properly on Sunday morning, I like to weigh myself every other week, and I have forgotten to give them back so ...

Today is the middle of the week and as I was getting into the shower I spied them lying on the floor by the door. They were tempting me 'stand on me, you know you want to ... go on check and see if your hard work is paying off 😃'

And guess what.... I caved! I stood on them. Thankfully they showed a loss of another pound but if i had put on weight I would have been so upset!

I didn't even need to stand on them! My clothes are looser my body is changing and I'm beginning to like my body and the changes that are happening.  It's crazy that in that split second my life was ruled by a number.

That's not to say that I don't think losing weight is important if you need to, or if you need to put on weight that you should never stand on the scales. It is important that you know how you are progressing. But what I am saying is DON'T LET IT RULE YOUR DAILY LIFE.

I love that I don't usually have scales in the house because I know I would be tormented by them. I need to make sure that my life is not ruled by the number on the scales but on the feel and size of my clothes.

Why don't you give your scales to a family member that you go and see and step on them once a week? Or what a friend of mine did - lock them in the trunk of the car? Out of sight out of mind as they say.