About six months ago, I finally committed to losing the weight that had slowly snuck up on me as I hit my thirties. I went out and bought the fancy scale, the one that tells you how much water you’re retaining, how much body fat you have, and exactly how much body fat you have.
Two months ago, four months after I bought it, it broke. I tried new batteries, I tried re-setting it, everything. Needing some kind of measurement to keep myself motivated, I went out and bought the old-fashioned kind with the dial. I’d had one of those for years before I finally had to just throw it out because it was getting all rusty and gross.
I brought it home, unwrapped it, and got ready to step on it the next day. So, the next morning, I get up as is my routine, and weigh.
Now I have a new scale and a new problem.
Either my eyes aren’t like they used to be ten years ago, or those little spaces between the numbers have gotten smaller. I can’t exactly see how much I actually weigh. I can kind of guesstimate between two and three pounds, but exactly not quite.
I instantly begin complaining. Now I have to go back and buy yet another scale. Because I NEED to know to the pound what I weigh.
This went on for about a month. I’d get up in the morning, and I’d gripe. Sometimes because I couldn’t tell, sometimes because I’d been bad the last few days and gained a pound or two, or three.
Then, a few weeks ago, while I was griping and standing on the scale, I realized this scale gave me something my other scale couldn’t. A daily reminder of how far I’ve come. I can see how much I used to weigh and I can see all the little pounds I’ve worked so hard to lose.
I may not always be able to tell exactly how many pounds I’ve lost, but I CAN see how far the scale has moved.
And then I realized something else. That scale is a lot like life should be. We should be able to look back and see how far we’ve come. Sometimes I know that I get frustrated. I can’t always get to where I want to go as fast as I want to get there, just as my weight loss is going, but the important thing is that I’m working on it.
And that I celebrate the small milestones in between. Even if they are a little blurry sometimes. 🙂
And that, my friends, is Guideline Number One. Always appreciate how far you’ve come, even if you can’t always see EXACTLY where you are.
For now, I’m off to get ready for another hectic day of work and home. Here’s to life and lessons learned!