I know what I am about to say is not rational. I know your body goes up and down up to 5 pounds per day. I know that I will weigh less in the morning than I do in the evening. I know.
My mind does not think rationally about weight. It just doesn’t. After therapy and groups, I wonder if it ever will.
I am participating in a challenge amongst friends on Facebook. They wanted a starting weight so first thing in the morning I stepped on the scale Friday morning before I stepped into the shower. I liked what I saw. It was a good 275.
Then, tonight I went to Weight Watchers where I saw 277. I hated what I saw. I hated that I felt like I was going to cry. I hated the hate that the number drew up.
What was different? I weighed in at night with clothing on a different scale.
I wish I could look at the number and not feel anything. I wish I felt indifferent. I don’t. The fluctuations, daily changes, bodily functions and everything effect your weigh ins. That constant movement of the number would drive me crazy.
I can not do it to myself. I would drive myself insane. I did lose 3 pounds from the last weigh in totaling 8.4 pounds gone. That is a lot of butter sticks (about 33) , why can’t I be happy?
Once a week is good enough for me.