I wonder if it’s just me, but when it comes to weigh day I
can’t seem to stop thinking about those dreaded scales…being weighed in public
is a huge deal for me and I think one of the reasons Slimming World works.
The first time I went to class I went on my own. I didn’t know anyone and I was really
nervous. Being new to the area meant
that I needed my sat nav to get the 2 miles to class and even the accents were
weird, Brummie being very different to the Yorkshire accents I was used
to. I felt out of place, alone, frumpy
and downright scared.
I sat through the new person talk with a few other people
and liked the consultant, she was really friendly and easy going and made the
diet seem pretty straightforward. Then
it came to being weighed and I was horrified.
I saw shock and pity in the eyes of the person weighing me and I was devastated.
The truth of the matter is that I didn’t see shock or pity
in anyone’s eyes, it was me. The person
who weighs us is wonderful, helpful, kind, funny and absolutely non-judgmental –
it was all how I felt about myself and my weight. I was so upset when I got home but that was
the first step, I’d done something about it and it was just a matter of putting
it into practice.
So I did. I started
with my food journal and stuck to the plan.
I didn’t cheat and after a week I went back, I’d lost 5 pounds. Insanely encouraging so I kept going, sometimes
it was easy, sometimes it was the hardest thing ever, but every day I made the
decisions to stay on track and not least in part because I knew I was being
weighed on Tuesday and I couldn’t fudge it, postpone it, move the scales or
hold on to the sink. The best I could do
was take my shoes off!
Every week I’d go back and I’d lost a little more, then a
little more, then suddenly it was a lot.
At a stone people still couldn’t tell, at two stone they started to
notice and by three it was obvious even to the most disinterested of colleagues
but I kept going to class and I got on those scales.
Fast forward to 28 weeks later and I’ve lost 76 pounds. That’s a lot of standing on the scales and
breathing out (I really do!) but every week it was another little loss and
every week I got closer to my goal. Now
I’m at target but still every Tuesday I get weighed and by Sunday I start
thinking I should watch it as it’s weigh day soon!!!
Tonight will be scary weigh in number 29 and I know if I’ve
lost, stayed the same or gained I’ll get encouragement and chat to my friends
in class and whatever I have to do for my next target I’ll do.
So here’s to no shoes, no cardy and breathing out as I try
to think thin and no pity in anywhere as I did think thin(ner) and 5 ½ stone
later I’m ok with those scales.
Kathy xx