I would sure appreciate it if you said “goodbye” now! I’ve been stuck with you glaring back at me for over a month now on my scale. You have scoffed at my improved eating habits. You have turned your nose to my morning walks on weekdays. You have tried to convince me that all my hard work is in vain.
Well, 178, I have a couple things to tell you before we part company. (1) You are just a number, pal. You are a poor excuse for measuring my progress towards a new, healthier me. The inches that are melting away from me don’t lie. The increased room in my clothing doesn’t lie. And my newfound confidence and eagerness don’t lie either. But you do, and I’m through putting so much importance on you!
(2) You are destined to disappear...it’s just a matter of time. Poor 178, you don’t realize how soon you are going to become just a memory. You can’t stick around forever, not with my determination to bring back the body, which I loved and which was so full of energy and health. You fate is sealed. Before long, I’ll be shedding you for a leaner, meaner number, and I’ll never once look back.
But don’t take it too personally. Even the new numbers aren’t going to mean much to me. My health, my happiness, my existence--they all could never be summed up with a number on a scale. No matter how big or small that number may be, it will NEVER be me. And that realization has set me free from your vile control.
I am now free to enjoy life, no matter my weight. I am free to love myself, regardless of my size. I am free to embrace being me with gusto. I am free to throw out the dreaded bathroom scale--and I am seriously considering it this VERY second.
Goodbye, 178. I won’t miss you...EVER! You may cling on for dear life a little while longer, but I joined a weight loss challenge this week. And do you realize what that means? Yes, I now have even more motivation to leave you in my dust. So long, 178, and don’t ever bother trying to come back to visit. You’ll never be able to reach me where I’m going!
Forever NOT Yours,