I don’t want to know what I weigh. Yeah, I guess that is bad. This docs office always weighs 3 pounds heavier, but I don’t want to know this information. I just want to live in lala land.
I want focus on eating healthy, running, lifting, and that like. I don’t want the rude little scales confirmation of what I KNOW. That I have gained. I know this. I just am not ready to be derailed emotionally with the written proof. While that info sits out there unknown I can focus on what I need to do in order to be healthy. Once I KNOW, I have to deal with my emotions, over my numbers.
This may seem ridiculous after a year of weighing once a week. Ok, so I weighed practically everyday. It is so hard to see the numbers inching up the scales, even when this IS part of the plan. Weight lifting, training, and eating.
I just don’t want to know!!! My life is nuts right now, and I just want oblivion.
Yikes! I am back at 180. Crying here. Chat more later. I gotta deal.