Saturday, May 16, 2009
Everyone has their own unique relationship with the scale. I feel like mine is OK; I never dread the number I may see, but the fact is when I am not taking the best care of my body I tend to avoid it altogether -- how convenient!
Now that I've been losing, though, I am always very curious what number will appear each week when I weigh in. Since I track all my food (calories, fat, fiber, and WW Points) and excercise (as much as I can keep track of above and beyond my estimated Basal Metabolic Rate) in Excel, it's easy to aggregate these numbers into a mathematical reality that I *am* expending more calories than I am consuming -- so I don't worry about whether I am losing, only curious as to how much I lose and when based on weekly variations in my food intake and exercise output.
The other thing that's been slow going but useful in terms of tracking progress is taking my measurements -- something I've always dreaded, because I've never been happy with my "size" (few women are, I suppose). These numbers are slower-moving than the scale, but in some ways to me are truer to reality. Since starting in January I've lost 2.5 inches off my bust, 2 off my waist, and 3 off my hips. (I still don't have the "right" proportions for standard dress sizes, but that's a different issue altogether.) Knowing those numbers helps me really believe what I see in the mirror -- since we all know what we see in the mirror can be distorted by our own sense of self-image.
I guess I just find giving myself a dose of reality to be comforting and encouraging in that way, as an antidote to the tricks our minds sometimes play on us when it comes to our body image.