
There, I've said it....I admit it fully, there is absolutely no denying it.
I am an "addict." What's my vice you ask? It's my bathroom scale...I am addicted to it, I cannot go a day without getting on it...my scale and I have a special relationship.
Yes, yes, I know, the scale doesn't always tell the truth. There are days when I loath that damn scale, I hate it with a passion, but it speaks to me every morning, I hear it calling out to me and the moment I awake, I have to answer it's call. Of course, there's the stop to go to the bathroom first, I simply cannot visit with the scale without first visiting the toilet. I'm sure the scale is jealous, as the toilet laughs and says, "Ha, ha...she comes to me first." But the scale is not easily taunted, for it know the control it has over the Woman who is about to stand upon it, with her bare feet and her naked body, the scale knows it can make or break her day.
That scale has a special place too, that nothing else is allowed to touch...placed very carefully within one marble tile on the floor, always aligned, always in the exact same spot, in the exact same position. "Here she comes" the scale taunts back to the toilet, "She's mine now, I've got her right where I want her."
I stand there, looking down, wondering to myself if it will be good to me today, or if it will continue to frustrate me as it has done for so very long. I wonder if I should try to go to the bathroom one more time, even though I just did two minutes ago. Slowly, I remove my slippers and press the button with my big toe...I know I am addicted, but I can't help myself.
You see, that scale has been an integral part of my life for over three years now...it's seen me through a lot of good times and for the most part it has been very good to me. It rewards me for my hard work and has given me joy each time it shows me that I'm closer and closer to my goal. Yet, these days, it is not so good to me, the closer I get to my goal, the harder that scale is on me. There will be days and weeks where it won't budge, it refuses to listen to my pleas of mercy, my begging is futile. It's cruelty really shows when rather then going down, it will go up...and for no apparent reason. I didn't cheat, I didn't eat more than I was supposed to and I certainly didn't eat something that wasn't allowed and I worked out hard. I was a good girl, yet the scale seems to find pleasure in making my rewards these days far and few between.
17lbs, that's all I am asking it for, 17lbs...is that so hard to give me? After all, it has given me over 200 already, why should 17 be so hard? Yes, I said it, no, it was not a typo...200, my scale has given me 200 lbs, I have worked and worked hard for it and I have been rewarded. Yes, I could have taken the easy way out, but I didn't want to go that route, I wanted to change my life, but didn't want to change it that drastically. So, I have worked, I have been focused, determined and I let absolutely nothing get in the way of reaching my ultimate prize.
For 43 years the scale was my enemy, it wasn't my friend, we rarely visited and now, I cannot be without it. If I have to go out of town for a few days, I swear if there were a way, I would take my friend with me. Recently, I had to fly north for a funeral and had to leave my precious scale behind, but I never forget about my scale, thinking about it every day and counting the days until we could visit once again. My beloved told me he was going to move my scale and not give it back to me until I had been home for at least a week. You see, while I was away, I couldn't go to the gym, I had little control over the foods that we ate at family get together's and of the restaurants that were chosen. I tried very hard to make good choices while I was gone, but, as my scale reminds me daily, even when I make good choices, I do not always receive the expected reward.
January 5, 2005...The scale and I started to bond, as time went on, our friendship grew, there came a time when I looked forward to our visits with excitement and as we said goodbye, I was virtually counting the moments until we met again. But now, my friend isn't always so good to me, there are days when I feel betrayed, because I know it does not always state the truth. I used to depend on the scale, it was something I could count on and now, it's taunts me.
Slowly, I wait for the beep which tells me it is ready for me to stand upon it's precious pedestal, I step up, holding my breath, refusing to look down, listening to it count down...5, 4, 3, 2, 1...beep, beep, beep. Now, I am allowed to look, Slowly I look, hoping today it will give me that reward I need so much, I let my breath out with a sigh of relief, 4 ounces, today it has given me 4 ounces, it has rewarded my hard work. These days any downward trend is a sign of victory, a reward for me, today, I am relieved, my friend was good to me. Perhaps tomorrow's visit will also be a blessing to our friendship.
I don't know if I will ever be able to end my addiction, is there a cure? I wonder if it will ever be possible to be without my scale, will I be able to put it in the back of my mind and visit only once in a while? Or, will there come a time where I am able to just end our relationship and cut off my addiction, never to be seen again?
I'm not sure what the answers are to those questions, but I do know where I will be tomorrow morning...standing there, naked and barefoot, holding my breath, hoping for the smallest of rewards.
You need to tell your scale that you still want to be friends, maybe see each other once a week, and that you want to be able to see other numbers besides your weight, such as blood pressure and lipids.
I am so impressed at your weight loss, and appreciate how arduous it has been, but, girl, cut yourself some slack. I weighed about 110 lbs soaking wet as a young adult; I am 54 and my top non-pregnant weight was around 187 lbs and a size 16. The big issue for me, however war that my BP & lipids were creeping upward. A small weight loss, down to 175 lbs (size 14) shed over the course of a year and a half, and my BP & lipids were right on. When I asked my doc if 140 was a reasonable goal, he said frankly, no. We are aiming for 160, which should put me back in size 12s. Good enough.
Please ask yourself why a particular weight goal is so important. Does your physician agree with your goal? Do you eat well and stay active? Are you healthy? Don't let the wrong number be your boss.
btw, excellent piece of writing - I pictured your bathroom in clay-mation ;)
It can be done - but why? Some say the good is the enemy of the best, but I'm inclined to follow the converse:
The best is the enemy of the good.
Perfectionism can really interefere with enjoyment of life. Any chance that where you're at is good enough? Just a thought. Apologies if I come off bossy.
As long as you're enjoying the journey ;)
33" is AWESOME! Mazal tov!
I'm barrel shaped, waist is about 37" at this point. The Italian side of my family had a reunion, and sure enough, all us middle-aged ladys were perfect 36s - 36-36-36 :/ - my butt fell down, my boobs deflated & my waist just makes me mad. I'm workin' on it tho.
Watch out for those digital scales. My mom got one and declared it wasn't working properly. I checked it out and discovered I'd lost more than 80 pounds overnight. A second test revealed I'd gained at least a hundred.
Yes, personally I much prefer the older type scales that just have a simple dial face and a pointer hand. (Easy to adjust as well).
I really enjoyed reading your article. You really brought the scale, and it's power, to life.
Congratulations on such an amazing transformation! 200lbs is incredible! Best of luck on those last 17lbs.! I hope once you reach your goal weight, you will be able to ween yourself from the scale - maybe by starting to weigh yourself every other day, then maybe every three days, and so forth? Good luck!
Your article truly brought life to an inamidate object, the love-hate relationship touched with humor held my attention to the end. Personally I can relate, from the outside, to your dilemma, frustration and your triumphs. My role is the husband who can eat anything without issue. My wife has had her relationship with her scale for some months now and your description fits perfectly. Like you, she has had good and bad visits with her scale. I share her good visits and reassure her on the bad ones. One thing I insist on with her is that occasional splurge where she has a special meal that breaks all boundaries. Kind of like taking a night off from the pressure. That has helped her and makes the daily routine of watching calories easier. Be sure to credit yourself for your hard work and, when needed, consider taking that occasional night off.
Wow, the similarities are interesting, my wife loves chocolate and relishes each bite whether M&M's or exotic dishes. She engages in almost ritualistic delight when she has it. She says it is not quantity, it is quality.
I agree! This is great! Thank you for submitting it to the Best of 2008!
Congrats on your weight loss! Did you get rid of the final 17 pounds?
That is great! I will need to keep an eye on my weight now. I just became unemployed and the last time that happened I gained 20 pounds! I am going to try to start a routine that will keep me active. But, right now I don't have a lot of motivation.
Sorry to hear about your job loss, Azsky, and hope you find something suitable soon.
TAB. Well Done!!!!!
and be careful not to weigh yourself while drunk...i did once...i put a quarter in a parking meter and thought i had lost 50 lbs. !!!
i am sorry, blonde, i just felt i needed to make you laugh this morning. i, being a drunk in remission, know just how you feel. and look at the wonderful progress your making !!! you and your scale can be good friends someday, soon. it will remind you of where you've been, then show you how far you've come, luv. i am tickled to hear how well you are doing...keep us up-dated, ahahaha.
luv,
ron
I don't know how these people who publish books can get them out so quickly!
They don't have day jobs!
As to my job loss, in the long run it is a good thing. I am going back to school to finish my degree. I got an Associates degree in liberal arts over 30 years ago. I am now going to finish my 4 year with a writing degree. But, classes don't start until next week. I am trying to establish some new routines, not very successful at that yet. It is a challenge just to get out of bed!
Well done on your healthy, sensible efforts to get your weight down to a more reasonable level, TAB! Due to serious health issues the past 6 months, I put on over 20 additional pounds, but I'm now finally cleared to begin light exercising once again! I want to live healthy again! Lets succeed!
Yes, we can all succeed and make meaningful progress. Luck, and proper planning and discipline, will carry the day! However, since I'm now a lazy old man in more than a small way about more than a few things, I will need thegood luck more than ever! All my minset of late hasn't been very conducive to healthy living, so my work is cut out for me! One day at a time, one step at a time, little by little!
Well, I'm not dead yet, lol, so there's always hope!
Peace, TAB. Thanks for your inspiration!
brother knight, i hope and will honestly pray for you, my friend. i had no idea you have been ill. may you heal-up and be back on your feet soon, brother!!!
luv,
ron
First off, luv and hugs to you, Dear Brother Ron! Yes, I am back on my feet- both of them, simultaneously even! LOL!
Seriously, Ron, I greatly appreciate your prayers! I don't know what each day will bring, but I do know what the doctors and neurosurgeons have told me, and I have a very different, more precious and more urgent perspective on each day now. Its nothing but a mixed picture, that! At least I am grateful My Lord hasn't called me home yet. He has let me know, however, I should get all my travelling I still desire to do on His wonderful planet done sooner rather than later.
congratulations, AB..you've done an amazing job taking control of your life. continued success :)
Negative people, they can destroy you. They seem to delight in bringing you down to their level, and once they succeed, it's an uphill struggle to get back up again.
Tab, by eliminating negativity from your life, you are showing a very positive mental attitude.
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