I'm almost through my month with no scale. It has been harder than I thought and I did cheat once, the first week in. Almost every time I enter the bathroom, I think "if only the scale were here, I'd see what's up." But what's up is more than what that darn thing can tell me.
I've had someone recently tell me they thought I looked like I'd lost a few pounds. I wanted to jump on the scale immediately. But if I had found out I hadn't lost a few pounds, then the compliment would have meant nothing... the joy in hearing that would have been revoked. Which isn't fair. Someone told me I looked good. I say thank you, and I let myself feel happy instead of trying to prove them right or wrong by the numbers.I went to a professional lunch last week and I put on a pair of slacks that haven't fit for months and they did fit. A little snug in the rear but they fit in the waist and thighs so I was pleasantly surprised. Going to show you that results aren't always numbers oriented.
Even without weighing myself constantly and with the scale out of the room, I feel both a little obsessed with it AND freed of it's burden. I am making eating decisions for how I want to feel, if I want to take the risk that my skin will flare up, if the end result will be worth it. This last weekend, away from home, I didn't make the best eating choices (I did have both gluten and dairy) but MOST of those decisions, in the moment WERE worth it (I had my first crab melt!) and I'm back on track the second I started the long drive back home.
So, I'm trying to figure out other small goals for myself once this month's challenge is up. Do I keep the scale out of the bathroom and only pull it out once a week or every other week to just monitor one aspect of progress? I haven't decided. I do think April will be "no sushi" month. Because I'm a full blown sushi addict and that stuff is NOT gluten or sugar free the way they generally make things. So... small steps. :)
I read this article and thought it was cute and accurate:
Onward and upward, yes?