Here’s the deal. I am not going to weigh myself anymore, at least not for a long time.
I did weigh myself weekly when I (re)started this blog back in May 2011 so I could report my progress here, but it got to a point where I couldn’t do it anymore. I have never been successful using daily or weekly weigh-ins, and I don’t know why I thought I would be this time.
I considered monthly weigh-ins, which are better than weekly, but I have to keep going back to the fact that the only time I successfully lost all the weight I wanted to lose, I did not weigh myself until I was very close to my goal size-wise. That was 20 years ago now. I began on December 1st of 1991, and between then and early June ’92, I did not step on the scale at all. When I finally did, the number was 121, a loss of 26 pounds in that 6-month period. It wasn’t fast weight loss, but it was almost 5 pounds a month, about a pound and a quarter per week.
After that, I did lose another 8 pounds, ending up at 113. I wasn’t trying for that; I was pretty happy with 121. I was trying to maintain but was obviously doing more than I needed to. So I let up a little and gained a few pounds back.
And you know the rest of that story. I couldn’t stop. Over the next 2 to 3 years I gained every last miserable pound back and then some. And ever since then I’ve been anywhere from 150 to 190+ for most of the last 17 or 18 years.
So I’m going to measure my progress simply by how my clothes are fitting and how I’m feeling. I’m not going to take regular measurements either. They too, being numbers, also have the ability to mess with my mind and throw me all off. I guess I am just not capable of taking the power away from numbers on the scale or measuring tape. If they don’t show what I think they should, I lose motivation.
Some people need the scale to stay motivated, and I say, more power to them. We’re all different. We should do whatever works for us individually!
My scale is not dependable anyway. It never shows the same number as other scales, such as the one at my sister’s house or at my local clinic. I’m going to assume that I’m somewhere around 191 again, my all-time high, since the last few months have been very difficult and I know I’ve gained some or all of the weight back that I lost last year. It is not a number I am interested in knowing at this point. All I know is that I weigh more than my husband again and I hate that.
The exact number doesn’t really matter anyway; it really doesn’t. I just know that I am having more and more trouble getting out of the car or up off the couch with any semblance of grace! And I know that when I pass a mirror in a department store or see a photo of myself, I’m shocked all over again, wondering when I turned into that lumpy frumpy middle-aged woman.
So my intention is to stay off the scale for at least 6 months, maybe more. And then stay off for the next 6 months too. A year from now, I hope to reach my goal of 135. At that point, I’ll reassess whether to continue or stay there.
It’s the NO-WEIGH WAY! 🙂 Do you weigh yourself regularly? How often? How do you keep those numbers from messing with your head?