Anyway, the main reason for this post is to discuss a big lesson that I’ve learned over the past few years. It took me a long time, and to this day it’s still something I struggle with.
Let’s talk about the scale. That lovely little machine that makes you feel either really good or really bad about yourself and your body. When I first began my weight loss journey, as I have mentioned before, I was very focused on my “goal weight.” I wanted to be 150lbs. So bad. SO SO SO bad. I had initially wanted to reach this goal before my 23rd birthday trip to Las Vegas, NV.
That scale controlled my life. I weighed myself every single day – sometimes twice. I wanted that number to go down so badly. I stopped eating carbs. I stopped drinking. I minimized my calories even more than they already were.
I got emotional about it several time; I was really hard on myself. I felt like even though I had lost 50+ pounds, it wasn’t enough. Maybe losing 75 pounds was too hefty of a goal. Maybe it wasn’t possible. Maybe I hadn’t dedicated myself enough. Maybe if I just ran a few extra miles I could get there. Maybe if I had eaten less than 1,000 calories a day I could drop the extra weight. Then again maybe I couldn’t handle it. Maybe I was going to be “fat” forever.
I now eat by the 80/20 rule (or try to), I drink, I lift, I run, I eat chocolate. I don’t focus on the scale like I did 3 years ago. Yes, I still weigh myself. Of course I weigh myself. I still have a little voice inside of me that’s worried I’ll “relapse” or something and gain all my weight back, so of course I check – it keeps me sane.
But I don’t obsess over it. I don’t make it my main focus. My main focus now is to be healthy. I lift heavier weights than I did the week before, I run a little further, I watch my food intake. I don’t worry so much about my weight anymore as I used to and I am much more confident now than I ever have been.
Let’s play a little game…
My arms are leaner, more toned. My stomach is smaller. My thighs aren’t as big.
But I weigh the same. The girl on the left and the girl on the right weigh almost the exact same.
Alas, my point: weight is nothing but a number. It doesn’t mean you’re unhealthy. It doesn’t mean you’re unattractive. It doesn’t mean you’re undesirable. Most people can’t even tell if you gain or lose a few pounds. Why focus on it so much?
Don’t get me wrong, it’s good to have a goal. It’s great to be working towards something.. you should ALWAYS be working towards something. Just don’t let it consume your life.
Weight ain’t nothin but a number, babe.