*AnnaMaria*
Silver Member
I stopped weighing myself about 20 years ago, it was an addiction worse than food, cigarettes and alchohol. Every day I would need my fix before anything else. The results of that fix would either set my day up to be great, or leave me feeling like a fat lump.
In the case of the former, I would be far more motivated, would jump around more vigorously (run upstairs etc) and generally feel postive, having had proof that I was 'doing it right'. I would look at my legs and see how they were thinner.
In the latter, I would mope about, keep feeling my fat tummy, study my double chin in the mirror etc.
I decided that enough was enough. I didn't want that little white beast controlling my feelings everyday.
Knowing that I can lose weight without being dependent on a number is all fine and well. Using clothes as tape measures is all fine and well, but I started to worry about maintenance. Thats generally where it all goes wrong. I got to thinking that for maintenance (and I know this is a long way off!) I would need to really keep an eye on my weight, as clothes too tight would be a step too far, and difficult to recover from. So I bought some scales.
Reluctantly I stepped on them last night, and wasn't best pleased with the reading, but told myself 'hey! you aren't any fatter than you were five minutes ago'. Then this morning, setting me up for a good day, the scales read 4lb lighter. Now even I know that it is impossible to lose 4lb in your sleep!
Does anyone else's weight fluctuate quite so violently? I think I might save the scales for when I have hit my size target, as who knows, tomorrow I might be 8lb heavier for my troubles, and that would be the start of a bad day!
In the case of the former, I would be far more motivated, would jump around more vigorously (run upstairs etc) and generally feel postive, having had proof that I was 'doing it right'. I would look at my legs and see how they were thinner.
In the latter, I would mope about, keep feeling my fat tummy, study my double chin in the mirror etc.
I decided that enough was enough. I didn't want that little white beast controlling my feelings everyday.
Knowing that I can lose weight without being dependent on a number is all fine and well. Using clothes as tape measures is all fine and well, but I started to worry about maintenance. Thats generally where it all goes wrong. I got to thinking that for maintenance (and I know this is a long way off!) I would need to really keep an eye on my weight, as clothes too tight would be a step too far, and difficult to recover from. So I bought some scales.
Reluctantly I stepped on them last night, and wasn't best pleased with the reading, but told myself 'hey! you aren't any fatter than you were five minutes ago'. Then this morning, setting me up for a good day, the scales read 4lb lighter. Now even I know that it is impossible to lose 4lb in your sleep!
Does anyone else's weight fluctuate quite so violently? I think I might save the scales for when I have hit my size target, as who knows, tomorrow I might be 8lb heavier for my troubles, and that would be the start of a bad day!