When I get on a roll, I just can't stop. So here's post #3 for today!
Did I invent the term "scale bingeing"? If not, I used it for the first time today and haven't heard it anywhere else. I think it's sort of cool.
I try to keep my scale checking at bay. Once every two weeks is plenty for a body and a mind to take. Everyone can go up or down a pound or two every day (maybe more, if you're over my magnificent 4'10"!), so it's no use checking every day. It's just like recovering from an operation--something I have too much experience with: you have to compare your progress week over week, and eventually month over month. Comparing progress daily is counter-productive. There are days when the pain is almost gone and then, bang!, you need a couple of pain-killers or you just have to rest instead of walking that extra block.
So it's a really weird experience when I go into scale bingeing mode. For me, this means weighing myself every day and (gasp) sometimes several times a day. Something has to set me off, like Jack Sh*t's Half-Pound Challenge. It's OK, Jack, I forgive you! Anyway, I checked a few times during the week of the challenge, but then I couldn't stop. Arg. The day after the challenge ended, I was down another 0.2 kilos (that's .44 pounds for anyone over the age of 10 who grew up with pounds and inches) and then no change, no change, no change. OMG, I was scale bingeing!! Check in the morning, check before lunch. Weird, weird.
This morning I was able to get it under control. I haven't checked my weight today. I will not check it tomorrow. I will wait at least a week, but my goal is two weeks.
Things certainly could be worse. It's only scale bingeing, after all!
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