In today’s image obsessed world, it’s too easy to beat ourselves up over how we look and how much we weigh. I admit I’ve had this struggle myself, nothing too serious but still aggravating. I have learned to get over the fact that I WILL NEVER EVER BE 103 lbs again like I was at the ages of 17-18. In fact, when I was that weight everyone told me I looked sick, irony is I wasn’t trying to lose weight back then.
More irony, when I went up to a whole WHOPPING 120lbs (yes I’m being sarcastic) in my early 20s, I thought I weighed too much. Now I would consider myself blessed by a miracle if I weighed a whopping 120lbs. When I got up to 135lbs in my late 20s, again, I thought I weighed too much. But if I was 135bs now, I’d be very happy.
Shall I even talk about the 170lbs weight that I had during pregnancy? Nah, let’s blame that all on baby. However, it stayed for quite a while after baby where I was very much obsessed with the scale and checking my weight ALL THE TIME. Yeah, I lost a lot of it, gained some back, yada yada. It got to be crazy, I didn’t starve myself mostly (there were some lean days though) but I tried every fad diet out there and as we know THEY DON’T WORK.
My weight challenges have been hindered by medications since age 25 when I was diagnosed with rheumatoid arthritis, so I already had that stumbling block. However, over the last few years I’ve become less scale obsessed to the point where I’m almost ready to throw out the damn scale. I eat healthy, I exercise and more importantly I’m showing my beautiful 12 year old daughter that is more important than weight, in fact almost anything is more important than weight. We’re happy and healthy and that’s all that counts well and we have good hygiene and that’s all that counts.
Let’s stop being so damn image obsessed. As long are you happy, healthy, enjoy your family, and life–and okay at least brush your teeth, hair, and maybe shave your legs and armpits (that’s optional)–who cares about the scale and how you look? You most likely look better than you give yourself credit for, especially if you’re happy. Okay that’s it, I’m throwing out the scale; how about you? Know any places we can recycle some scales?
Michelle – Powered by Mom