To weigh or not to weigh, that is the question. In this post I am talking about weighing ourselves, not our food. Weighing ourselves can become an obsession. If you weigh yourself more than once each day, toss the scale for a while. Lock it up out of sight. Give it to good will. Release it to the universe.
I weigh myself a few times a week. I have an old fashioned dial scale. It weighs me about the same as the one at my doctor's office. It lets me know where I am and it keeps me grounded. If my weight creeps up a few pounds I cut back my consumption a little. I try not to celebrate when my weight goes down a few pounds.
After 51 years, I know that my weight will go up about 5 pounds each winter and down about 5 pounds each summer. I'm coming to terms with the extra 5 pounds that have attached themselves to me with mid life hormonal shifts. This is my middle aged body. My middle is a bit softer than it once was. The softness is good.
I weigh myself and then I let it go. My business is what I eat and how I nourish myself. My weight is out of my control. That 5 pound shift in winter and summer has very little to do with what I eat. The extra 5 pounds of middle age is about hormones and metabolism, not nourishment or movement. So, I weigh myself a few times a week, I say a prayer of thanks for my body, and move on with my day.
