I haven’t owned a functioning weight scale in some time. I had a weight scale – it just wasn’t functioning. And the reason for this? It needed a new battery – one of those round flat batteries (it looks like a nickel) whose size I could never recall whilst in the housewares section of the supermarket or Walgreens. So last week, I finally opened the battery compartment on the bottom of the scale, popped the dead battery out and put it in my purse so that I would simply replace it the next time I was at the store – assuming I didn’t lose it in the black hole I call my shoulder bag.
Two days ago, I found myself outside of an Ace Hardware Store and a light came on in my head! I’m gonna buy me a new battery for my weight scale! The Ace Hardware is a wondrous place. I stocked up on light bulbs, toilet paper, picture hangers, air freshener… I know there are larger Meccas for multi purpose household shopping (e.g. Home Depot) but for me, right now, Ace Hardware was the place. Besides it’s located right next door to an Ulta3 and I was exploring new nail polish colors.
Anyway… I replaced the dead battery and placed the scale on the floor. You can’t imagine the dread I felt even thinking about stepping onto it. But I did it anyway, I stepped onto the scale and after I removed my hands from my face (I was covering my eyes) I realized that this was another step towards my commitment to losing “the weight.”
Note: I once had an ex- boyfriend who told me he dumped me “because of the weight.” grrr
It is important for me to weigh myself daily. It helps me to make the connection between eating and weight gain and weight loss. You can’t fool yourself into eating dessert when you know that over indulging will result in a .4 pound gain versus the weight loss you will experience after a day of healthy eating and physical activity. The correlation between eating, physical activity and the actual numbers on the weight scale is a good motivating and policing device for me.
And I also remembered that when I lost weight before I went cold-turkey – none of this gradual stuff like I’m doing now:
I’m gonna start cutting back… blah, blah, fucking blah…
And I weighed myself everyday for two years last time I took control of my body. Funny that I refer to it as “taking control of my body,” but that’s what I did. I decided to develop muscle tone and gain strength through weight training, core work, cardio and stretching. I haven’t even begun to embark on a consistent routine of physical activity, but I’m gonna have to – soon. Perhaps swimming will make it easier to start? I love the pool.
I ain’t giving up.
I can’t wait to feel the elation when I take control of my body, rebuild my muscles and start to feel my body getting stronger – especially my knees.
Honee, I am not overweight by any means, but by my insurance standards I am clearly overweight and to the point of obesity~~~ I ain’t worried about all dat shit, I just want mah heart to run for 40 more years. And being stronger don’t hurt either.
Well, unfortunately I don’t need an insurance company to tell me. I know that I am morbidly obese. Makes you wonder why I’ve stayed that way. It is not fun at all by any means.
I keep thinking about the phrase “morbidly obese” – Man, that sounds terrible!
Summer is always a shitty time to try and lose weight becasue it’s hot and sticky. Not sayin’ you shouldn’t start today but take baby steps. Make a goal and keep a journal ( as I’m sure you do) and make each day count..You did it once, you can do it again.
I did it twice!!! : ) Oy!