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. a weighty issue .

May 24, 2011 by Amanda @ .running with spoons. 64 Comments

These dratted introductions are getting harder and harder to come up with. Hrmm. Alright, let’s see…

Hi there! 😀

Pretend I’m waving…

How are ya? Good I hope. What’s that? Oh, I’ve been well, thank you -keeping busy. The weather? Yeah, I can’t believe it either; it’s supposed to be like this all week, but what can you do. Anything exciting happen since we last spoke? Huh. You don’t say… that’s really something. Me? Oh, you know… same old, same old – lazing about, half-heartedly looking for a summer job, avoiding the scale like the plague…

Whaaa…? 😯

No, friends, you didn’t read that wrong – it’s time I ‘fessed up and let you in on a little secret:

I haven’t weighed myself in over a year.

It’s true – it’s been over a year since I’ve had a one-on-one date with the bathroom scale (we’ve had a few rendezvous where a third party was involved), which means that, for the past year, I haven’t had the slightest idea as to how much I weigh. Absolutely none. I’m sorry to drop that kind of bomb shell on you this early in our relationship, but it’s true  – I’m completely clueless. Try not to think less of me, I have feelings too, you know? And I have several feelings concerning the scale – none of them good ones.

Simply put: I hate very much dislike it.

Why? Because it bossed me around and made me feel like crap.

So? I kicked it’s cold-hearted, abusive ass butt to the curb. Boom. Goodbye Charlie.

Missing: One scale…
Note: My scale was not named Charlie…

I used to weigh myself religiously – at least once a day if not more. And since it was always done first thing in the morning, the number I saw would dictate how the rest of my day played out. Good number? Good day. Bad number? Bad day. And as time went on, my idea of a good number just kept getting lower and lower, which, as you can imagine, didn’t lead me to a good place at all.

And that’s not even the worst of it…

Once I got to that place, the scale was what kept me there for so long. I became so fixated on getting to, and staying at, a certain number that it pretty much became my sole purpose in life, and the scale told me whether I was a success or a failure. The problem was that I needed to recover – if I wanted to live to see my next birthday, I needed to gain weight. But how could I when, according to my faithful bathroom floor companion, gaining weight made me a failure? There was only one option – I had to give up the scale.

So I did.

Oh, and I had to start eating more, so I did that too…

Mish-mash bowl: steamed broccoli, pasta sauce, Amy’s Texas burger, hummus/avocado sandwich.

Chocolate and cookie yogurt mess & Fruit and cereal yogurt mess.

Snobby Joes and avocado over grilled asparagus.

Was it easy? Hell no. Those first few weeks were filled with so much anxiety and discomfort that I thought I would go crazy. And it wasn’t just because I was fearful of gaining weight either – simply not knowing the exact number was filling me with uncertainty and panic. My scale had told me how to feel for so long, that I wasn’t sure what I was supposed to feel in its absence. Was it a good day? Was it a bad day? There was no number to tell me anymore. But that’s when I began to pick up on other things…

How do you satisfy multiple cravings? Put them all in a bowl and hope for the best…

Suddenly, I began to notice so many other aspects of recovery that I was missing before. While my attention was focused on a particular number, I remained blind to all of the other things that I was gaining in addition to weight, like health, happiness, and freedom. Without a number interfering with my thought process, I was finally able to see how much better my life was becoming.

. – . – . – .

It’s been over a year since I let a number tell me how to feel about myself, and in all honesty, I can’t say I ever went to set foot on a scale again. Yes, sometimes I get curious, but what good will that knowledge do me? Will it change the kind of person that I am? Will it change the fact that I have a quirky personality? Or that I have a loving heart? No. A number doesn’t change or contribute to the essence of who I am, it simply changes how I feel about that person – and that’s just wrong.

If we base our happiness and self-worth on something like a number that’s constantly changing, then our level of happiness and self-worth will be constantly changing as well. Yes, certain things have the power to affect how we feel, but those things should be the ones that really matter in life, and a particular arrangement of numbers just isn’t one of them.

. – . – . – .

Do you weigh yourself on a regular basis?

Does it affect how you feel?

Have you ever thought about quitting?

Filed Under: Favorite, Life in General, Realizations, Recovery Tagged With: numbers, recovery, scale, weight

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  1. Jenn

    May 31, 2011 at 10:33 am

    I just thought you would want to know, that my dietitian and I discussed this this morning, I was completely againist it. After reading this post, I just took my scale to the trash. I have weighed myself every morning for over two years! Wow. I love this article. I’m sharing it with her, and I’ll make sure to credit you. THANK YOU!!!

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  2. Jenn

    May 31, 2011 at 10:33 am

    I just thought you would want to know, that my dietitian and I discussed this this morning, I was completely againist it. After reading this post, I just took my scale to the trash. I have weighed myself every morning for over two years! Wow. I love this article. I’m sharing it with her, and I’ll make sure to credit you. THANK YOU!!!

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  3. sunshinevegan

    May 27, 2011 at 12:13 am

    Wow. I actually teared up a little when I read this post. That’s how inspiring it was to me. I used to be like that weighing myself every morning then at least two more times during the day. I would go by that number all day and let it determine what I was “allowed” to eat and what I had to do that day.. The scale ruled my whole life. It took over every thought and it felt like it was the only thing that would ever matter. And the even scarrier part was, what was considered a “good” number in my head just kept getting lower and lower :/
    Now I only weigh myself once a week. The numbers still get to me sometimes even though I know they don’t really matter and that I really am healthy. I wish I was as strong as you are and just ditch my scale altogether! Starting this week I’m going to try to go a month without it. Wish me luck and thanks so much for this post!

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  4. sunshinevegan

    May 27, 2011 at 12:13 am

    Wow. I actually teared up a little when I read this post. That’s how inspiring it was to me. I used to be like that weighing myself every morning then at least two more times during the day. I would go by that number all day and let it determine what I was “allowed” to eat and what I had to do that day.. The scale ruled my whole life. It took over every thought and it felt like it was the only thing that would ever matter. And the even scarrier part was, what was considered a “good” number in my head just kept getting lower and lower :/
    Now I only weigh myself once a week. The numbers still get to me sometimes even though I know they don’t really matter and that I really am healthy. I wish I was as strong as you are and just ditch my scale altogether! Starting this week I’m going to try to go a month without it. Wish me luck and thanks so much for this post!

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  5. Scott

    May 26, 2011 at 11:46 am

    this is amazing. Absolutely brilliant. I used to weigh myself many many times, and now I have minimized it, mostly because I am no longer allowed to haha. But it is the best thing ever, so freeing and absolutely wonderful!

    I love this 🙂

    Scott

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  6. Laura

    May 25, 2011 at 8:56 pm

    I want to stop weighing myself!

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  7. Logan

    May 25, 2011 at 3:28 pm

    To answer your question. Yes and Yes. I used to weigh myself all the time, and it always affected how I would I feel that day, it was weird. If the number was higher than I wanted it to be, then it made me workout longer/harder. I still weigh myself, but in a completely new way. I’m trying to put on some mucle, so I’ll weigh myself each week to track my progress. Nice post, it’s so crazy reading posts like this because sometimes I think I’m the only person who’s done this, and it’s cool to see I’m not. And I love the part where you said, “How do you satisfy multiple cravings? Put them all in a bowl and hope for the best…” I do this all the time with oatmeal…I’ll crave chocolate chips, peanut butter, bananas, maple syrup, coconut butter, etc. so Ill just throw it all in!

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  8. Jenny (Fit Girl Foodie)

    May 25, 2011 at 1:25 pm

    I once had that kind of relationship with my scale. It’s in my room but I don’t touch it. It’s been around a month now and the least I know the better. I think when I was losing weight then it was fine but now that I’m gaining I can’t come to terms with seeing that number gradually increase. It makes me panic and want to cut calories. It’s a disease, it really is but I’m dealing with it day by day. I love all your little yogurt concoctions, I make those all the time 😀

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  9. Tiff

    May 25, 2011 at 12:55 pm

    That’s a wonderful post. I wish you had really named the scale Charlie, but I’m still glad you ditched it.

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  10. Alexandra

    May 25, 2011 at 12:26 pm

    You rock chica!! I haven’t weighed myself in about 5 months. I used to weigh everyday, hoping it’d be lower, but I realized it was just eating me away, such a vicious cycle. I hate those scales that say “thinner” on them too, I mean what the heck?! I admire you so much, you’ve made wonderful progress both mentally and physically!! Keep it up girl! 🙂

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