Monday, April 30, 2012
Being addicted to my scale you can imagine my horror when I stepped on one morning and the message came up, low battery. No numbers, just that annoying message that tells me I need to go to the store. Except I kept forgetting why I was going to the store.
For the past 3 weeks I've forgotten day after day to buy a battery. For the first few days I was a mess. I know I over ate and slowly I stopped tracking. No scale to hold me accountable so who was going to know. The first morning I woke up and I wasn't hungry for breakfast was a quick wake up call. Scale or no scale I needed to hold myself accountable. I decided not to buy a battery until May and prove to myself that I can do this without seeing numbers.
By not having a scale I find that I'm holding myself even more accountable, fear of the unknown. I couldn't let fluctuating water weight make me falsely believe I was losing or gaining weight. I had to rely on measurements, exercise and how my clothes were fitting. Each day I see the scale I do miss watching the numbers drop but I'm pushing myself outside my comfort zone and that will empower me in the long run.
Will I step on the scale tomorrow. Probably, as long as I remember to buy the battery tonight but I know now that I own the responsibility of holding myself accountable. An inanimate object can't change my eating habits or how I work out. All it can do it confirm what I should already know.