So, with all my Amazon shopping I’ve been doing throughout this whole pandemic, I decided to order a scale 😬. Yes, the “step on it and wait for it to flash how much you weigh” scale.
Crazy, right?
Not sure what compelled me to purchase such a thing but, listen. This scale syncs up with an app on my phone. For some reason, THAT was the selling point for me.
That thing got delivered on Saturday and I let the box sit for a few days before opening it up. Once I did, I was ready to face the truth about my weight.
Strangely, I was excited. Excited because once I knew what my weight really was, I could start strategizing a game plan. I wouldn’t have to be in the dark about that number. I would accept it and move forward with it, with the mindset of today being the last time the number would ever be that high again.
I stepped on that scale, but not in secret. My fiancé was standing there with me in the dining room. The old me would have felt too much shame to let anyone see me step on a scale much less, see what I weighed. The new me welcomed him to see it all so that we could tackle this adventure together.
The number flashed at me in red lights. 192. One hundred ninety two pounds.
Ok.
That was actually less than I thought it would be. Nothing devastating. Listen, I love Dairy Queen Blizzards, Carls Jr burgers, fried chicken and fried rice. I honestly thought that number was going to be higher…but it wasn’t so I already felt like I was winning!
I have my number. Now what?
I started changing my mindset weeks before getting the scale to a more healthy mindset. I’ve been moving my body more.
I’ve always wanted to be a runner, so I’ve been doing the C25K (Couch 2 5k) program for about 6 weeks now. I’m far from one of those long distance runners you might see on long stretches of road, but I definitely aspire to be. I’ve also started a low impact workout program. Today, I finished week 1 day 3 of that.
As far as nutrition, I am slowly working on that. As someone that LOVES food, the nutrition part is going to be the most challenging. For me, I’m determined to be more mindful of the things I want to eat without depriving myself of the things I love. Balance, right?
Y’all, our weight on a scale does not define us and it certainly doesn’t measure the size of our hearts or the amount of kindness we sprinkle out into the world. Instead of the scale being something negative, I’m seeing it as a tool to help me reach one of my goals:
To be the healthiest I have ever been.
Notice my goal isn’t to be the thinnest or to fit into a certain size pair of jeans?
Nope.
I’m focused on being healthy.
Are you ready to love your body and move forward to becoming the healthiest you have ever been? I challenge you to move your body for just 30 minutes each day. Nothing wild. Nothing super intense. It can be something as simple as walking around your neighborhood.
No scale necessary 💞