“My mom used to tell me: ‘It’s not what you weigh; it’s what you look like.'” ~Gina Carano
In my weight-loss book, Stop Working Out!, one of the tips I give is to stop weighing yourself. As, a weight loss coach, I often give this advice to my clients and encourage them to use other methods to check the status of their body compositions, a tape measure or how your clothes fit, for example. This doesn’t necessarily mean I stopped weighing myself. In fact, it was quite the opposite.
Up until January of this year (2016), I weighed myself on a daily basis. Depending on your source, this may be a bad thing or a good thing. Some people say the weighing themselves daily motivates them to stay on track. Honestly, I don’t think it’s very healthy. A one pound gain can ruin your whole day. That’s why I encourage people not to do it. But, I have my own battles to deal with and obsessing over my weight has been one of them for practically my entire life. The thing is, I don’t obsess about it anymore. Well, a lot less now, anyway. How did I manage this? I moved into a van.
As you may or may not know, I moved out of my St. Louis apartment in January of this year. Even though I was a minimalist then and my apt was only 200 square feet, I still had to get rid of a ton of stuff. Among the stuff was my scale. The scale I took off the shelf, put on the floor, and weighed myself first thing EVERY morning. I mean, the scale used to be the reason I got out of bed. “Oh! Time to weigh in. Better get up!” Funny thing is I don’t miss it one bit.
I don’t know how much I weigh and it doesn’t matter.
For six months I have not known how much I weigh and it has not affected my life one bit, well, negatively anyway. There has not been one instance where I actually needed to know my weight. No-one has asked me and I have not needed to fill out a form where there is a box for weight. This makes me wonder, why the eff did I worry about it all those years.
I can monitor my healthy and body composition without a scale.
Yes, I am still a little concerned about how I look but now I am more concerned about how I feel. If I feel swollen or lethargic, I know it’s time to tune up my diet a little bit. I have experienced the opposite end of that spectrum too. Sometimes, I feel great. Running or hiking every day, belt loop on the last hole, lots of energy. That’s whenI know I am doing ok and that I should keep doing what I am doing.
The scale is no longer in control of how my day is going to go.
Yes, “things” really don’t have control over your emotions but for me, I let the scale have that control. If I weigh at least a pound less than I did the day before I was super happy. I would even do a fist pump (yesss!). If I weighed the same, I would feel kind of neutral. And if I weighed more, forget it. My day was shit! This is all gone. Every morning, when I wake up, the first thing on my mind is which coffee shop am I going to got to not “I wonder what I weigh today.” It’s liberating.
My advice to you? Throw away your scale!