The scale… ugh the effing SCALE. I used to be haunted by the fluctuations…especially before I knew about water weight, hormones and sodium intake. (This was also when I thought 135 was HUGE…seventh grade was rough)
I like to think about the scale like the beautiful mean girl in high school. It seems like it would be a great idea to be her BFF but she only makes you feel horrible and hate yourself. GIRL BYE.
Here is the deal… there are half a dozen ways to track your progress and the scale is just ONE of them. Yes, you should still weigh yourself. It is good information (that is all it is, information).
Im going to be real and raw and show you how my weight has changed in the past year.
Originally, I lost over 30 pounds. I tracked my macros, consistently did cardio, and lifted LIGHT weights.
I went from over 205 to 169 in six months.
Then in July, I cut back on the cardio and starting lifting HEAVY. As the scale went up, my body got smaller. I put on 10 pounds in six months, most of it being muscle.
During the weight gain these past few months I have changed my relationship with the scale. It is pretty easy to love the scale when the number is getting lower and lower each week. It is not fun to watch the number go up, even knowing your goals involve weight gain.
So how did I deal? On weigh in days, I would write down everything I love about my body. I can get out of bed in the morning. I live pain free. I crushed my squat PR. My skin is clearer. Literally anything I could think of, no matter how minor, I wrote it down.
The love I have for myself is more powerful than disliking a scale.
If you truly have a toxic relationship with your scale, you can track how your clothes fit. Take measurement. TAKE PICTURES.
All of this is just information to see if what your are doing is working for your body. That is it. People don’t love you less if you gain weight. Being ‘thin’ doesn’t make you a happy person. Give your bod the loving it deserves and it will love you right back
xoxo,
K
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