tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1958057397876971565.post5891504163032484157..comments2023-08-12T09:35:34.943-04:00Comments on Oh for the love of...me: Out Out Damned ScaleSoberMomWriteshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04845259535764391849noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1958057397876971565.post-35502614573362478362013-10-17T22:25:44.222-04:002013-10-17T22:25:44.222-04:00Well, I'm pretty much like you. I get on the ...Well, I'm pretty much like you. I get on the scale everyday. If my fitbit is close to 10,00 steps I run in place to get it there. I know how many calories in a Pumpkin Spice Latte. But, I've let go of the guilt. I get my self a special coffee almost every day. It's my treat for being sober. Besides at my age (62) I get droopy around 3. Anyway, I'm pretty happy too. Great post. Love your sense of humor.<br />SharonAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1958057397876971565.post-75533216046830127622013-10-17T22:25:22.071-04:002013-10-17T22:25:22.071-04:00Well, I'm pretty much like you. I get on the ...Well, I'm pretty much like you. I get on the scale everyday. If my fitbit is close to 10,00 steps I run in place to get it there. I know how many calories in a Pumpkin Spice Latte. But, I've let go of the guilt. I get my self a special coffee almost every day. It's my treat for being sober. Besides at my age (62) I get droopy around 3. Anyway, I'm pretty happy too. Great post. Love your sense of humor.<br />SharonAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1958057397876971565.post-3728697377925145622013-10-16T08:04:19.959-04:002013-10-16T08:04:19.959-04:00I haven't been on the scales in years. I hoov...I haven't been on the scales in years. I hoover the damn things every week and think, frankly I should throw these out but I don't know if others in the house use them.<br /><br />Years ago, both when drinking and in early sobriety exercise became a bit of an addiction. And every week at least more like every day I weighed myself after my gym workout etc. to see where I was. I had f*ing spreadsheets with my weight history going back years! And guess what - I was never happy. I now probably weigh a few pounds more than then but really I don't know and I don't care - do my chinos still do up? Yes. And the jeans? Yes. Move on.<br /><br />I can get your focus and obsession with it - it isn't a nice place to beFurtheronhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11903753972242964410noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1958057397876971565.post-73184208262897118342013-10-15T19:56:01.510-04:002013-10-15T19:56:01.510-04:00One thing I do (that makes my partner laugh and ma...One thing I do (that makes my partner laugh and may sound really batty) is, every night before I go to bed, I look in the full-length mirror, pat my roundish belly, and say something nice to it: "Hello belly" or "Nice full belly" or some such. Acceptance is hard, but at least I can laugh at myself while I'm working on it! Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08288935120774241198noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1958057397876971565.post-34531136602017628702013-10-15T16:41:58.780-04:002013-10-15T16:41:58.780-04:00You're right...I know you are. But agreeing t...You're right...I know you are. But agreeing to doing it and doing it are two different things.<br /><br />But I'll try...I promise.SoberMomWriteshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04845259535764391849noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1958057397876971565.post-61721412066176875212013-10-15T15:57:16.982-04:002013-10-15T15:57:16.982-04:00I think you should look in the mirror every mornin...I think you should look in the mirror every morning and say to yourself 'I love you just the way you are'...every single day 'I love you just the way you are' and again 'I love you just the way you are'...<br /><br />Every day...<br /><br />Every day...<br /><br />'I love you just the way you are'Mrs Dhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13110933370498728198noreply@blogger.com