My name is Eloise and I am a weighaholic. It would be slightly dramatic to say that weighing myself is my reason for getting up in the morning, but actually, its not far off.
When the alarm goes off in the morning, the prospect of stepping on the scales and obtaining actual, quantifiable, empirical evidence that change is happening makes it that little bit easier to get out of bed. Sound a bit weird? It probably is! I can’t help it though. For me, there is nothing quite like cold hard data. I’ve tried giving up, I really have. I even gave my scales away, but it wasn’t long before I had to buy myself a new set.
And before you start with the ‘muscle-weighs-more-than-fat’ spiel, yes I know. I know that as an indicator of progress, weight is probably not particularly helpful. For a start, all sorts of things can make the number on the scale fluctuate wildly.
It’s also hugely personal; one person may look slim at 11 stone, whereas another will be a bit on the chubby side at 9. I know all of this and yet for some reason I still can break the addiction. I weigh myself daily, almost without fail. Partly its curiosity, partly it has simply become routine, but mostly its because I crave proof that my hard work is paying off.
This may all sound a bit obsessive, but I’m a very results oriented person. I like the satisfaction of setting myself goals and then ticking them off the list, one by one.
There’s nothing better than a good to-do list as far as I am concerned. I’ll be honest, sometimes I even add things to the list that I have already done, just so I can have the satisfaction of ticking them off! But recently I’ve been thinking that maybe these goals are not always a good thing. In fact, I think that sometimes they can be a bit counterproductive.
Yes it is motivating to see the scales moving in the right direction, but the flip side is that when they don’t, I start to feel disheartened.
I think there is a risk that these specific goals induce a ‘can’t see the wood for all of the trees’ situation. By getting so caught up in the minutiae it is easy to lose sight of the bigger picture; getting fit and being healthy. Because really, that’s what it is all about isn’t it? If I look good, and feel good who cares what the scale says?
Is this going to stop me weighing myself tomorrow morning? Probably not!
Are you a weighaholic too? Or do you ignore the scales entirely. Let me know in the comments below…