The Scales

There was a woman who thought she had lost weight. She was out on the town, felt great, treated herself to dessert, etc. Then got on the scales and found out she had gained. She then was totally miserable, sunk, beating herself up, went from fabulous to horrible. Then someone told her the scales were off and she was on top of cloud nine again.

Great example of the interpretation of things and what it does to you. Throw out your scales. But you say, HOW will I know what I weigh? Because it is your body. Because you live in it. Because you know how you feel in it. Because your clothes feel different when you are at a different weight. You don't need a lifeless piece of machinery to tell you whether you are allowed to have a good day or a bad day, whether you are allowed to feel proud or ashamed of yourself. You get to decide.

It seems to be built into the weight loss drama that a high number on the scale translates to misery and a low number on the scale translates to euphoria, so a first step to self worth is to stop engaging in what makes you feel bad.

Ignore those stinking scales!!