To scale or not to scale
When I first started losing weight, weighing myself became obsessive and very routined. Some days I would weigh myself 2-3 times a day. Always first thing in the morning and throughout the day. Depending on whether or not I saw the scale again that day. Most days I would be disappointed that I had gained from starting point. I thought hitting my goal weight would stop the constant need to weigh in, but it didn’t. Appointments to the doctor, events, and special occasions made me want to work even harder to get “smaller”, to be “thinner” , to be in my “bmi”. But I never did. I have been the same approximately the same weight since February or march. My pants are bigger, people tell me I’m smaller, but all I care about is a number. My scale has been dead since sept, but I still wonder daily if my weight is creeping up on me. Fearing that one day I will get back to my 200+ weight and I ask myself do I fix it to feed my number addiction or do I keep it broken and just keep wondering?
