Hi All,
Happy New Year everyone, I hope you had a great time and wishing all your dreams to come true in 2014.
Well it is that time of year again when we all begin to make our New Year resolutions. I have none this year, not one single resolution because, you know what, I just never stick to them. This is what annoys me, you make all these plans about eating healthier, saving more money or quitting smoking and then you don’t stick to it which leads to feelings of guilty and lowers your confidence. Well not this year, this year I will just enjoy the things I am ding and not put so much energy into going along with what everyone else thinks I should be doing.
Ditching the scales.
Now, I do have to be weighed at the hospital which is something I cannot avoid, but I am refusing this year to way myself at any other time. Why? You may ask. Well because I simply cannot be bothered with the inevitable pressure that the little number on those scales brings. Once I have relived myself of the pressure I can begin to forget the power that the number has and enjoy the things that I am doing again.
Do I have to weigh myself to know that I have lost weight?
No, need I say more than that? The simple answer is no you don’t have to weigh yourself. Your weight can be determined by how your clothes fit, how much exercise you do and ultimately how you feel. I know well in advance of standing on the scales, whether or not I have put on a few pounds. I will either feel a little podgy or I won’t. So why bother weighing myself and instead simply say to myself “OK, so I need to move away from the left over Christmas chocolates”.
I also know that I exercise enough to keep my figure in check, but to be frank, even if I didn’t I would still be ditching the scales as I don’t want the control that they hold over me.
What will I do with the spare time I will have now that I don’t have to worry about the scales?
Consider how long you spend worrying about what the scales tell you? For me, the feelings that that little number would give me would last days. The guilt, depression and general hatred of my body would last until something else replaced them, so now that I have ditched the scales I will have a whole lot of free time on my hands.
I am planning to fill my time with positive thoughts. I am going to tell myself that at 30 it is OK to have a little cellulite, it’s OK to have days when I wish I was a little taller or that I had less muscly legs. I will focus on the great things about me, like the fact that I am physically strong or spend extra time doing my hair because I want to. Most of all I am going to spend my time enjoying my life – that is the point at the end of the day.