No Scale One Week!

Funny thing happens when you start talking in 140 characters or less over on Twitter. You tend to get yourself hooked into doing something you think is going to be easy only to realize once you’ve committed yourself you’re not quite sure what you’ve gotten into. Michael, Jess, Brandon and I have all agreed to go one week without stepping on the scale (#noscaleforaweek on twitter if you’re so inclined).



Logical Tara says this will be a walk in the park.



It’s just a number right? Today I am faster, stronger, more fit and healthier than I have ever been in my entire life. I ran 7 3/4 miles yesterday in 80 minutes of which 3 miles were completely barefoot. I can do things at the gym that leave grown men practically puking and I am often ready to go another round before I can catch my breath. I see muscles that I’ve never seen before and now they are coming out to play so that other people can see them too.



I was able to cut out starch completely for 3 weeks (still eating very minimal starch) and I stopped counting calories over 2 months ago. Logical Tara says “Oh hell yes! BRING IT!”

Emotional Tara…



Loves her scale. So much so she often steps onto it multiple times per day. Going a week without looking down at that beautiful piece of machinery is like asking…well to be honest I’m not sure what to compare it too because it’s just so much a part of me. I wake up, I weigh. If I’m spending more than 5 minutes in the kitchen I weigh. Go to the gym, I weigh there too. Come home and shower, I weigh. Getting a drink of water…yep I weigh. I take pictures and show them to Godfather (like I need more validation from this guy right?). It’s the first thing I do in the morning. It’s the last thing I do before going to bed.

I am obsessed.



I need to do this. I need to cut the umbilical cord to Ten Toed Charlie and other apparatuses that define me by a number. I won’t put the scale away and pretend like I don’t have one. Every morning I will wake up and look down at TTC, point my finger and proclaim:



I need to trust that not weighing myself does not mean I’m going to wake up tomorrow and weigh 263 pounds again. I need to trust that there are other ways to define who I am and a number (while it is a good indication of weight loss) is no longer needed to tell me I’m on the right path.



This tells me I’m on the right path.



I can do this!