Living Beyond the Scale

So, I’m a thirty-shhhh  mother of two. I’ve never had been a “small gal” and my build is pretty solid. Now I know that some people think “yeah, yeah that’s what fat people always say.” And yes, I have been fat. But even when I’m not visibly fat… even when I look like the pretty average size, the scale and the charts say I’m morbidly obese.

Now, don’t get me wrong, knowing an accurate weight is important. And knowing where you fall on the BMI chart is also important. But it is important to your own happiness, health, and self-esteem to not be a chained to those numbers or driven solely by them. I have learned to pay attention to my own body instead of obsessing over the numbers. Pouring over the numbers serves no purpose and many times along the weight-loss journey, the numbers can be discouraging when they don’t reflect the work or appearance. Getting healthier and seeing the results without the daily weigh-in can be done.  These are some of the ways I can tell I’m losing weight sans scale:

1. A Wasp-ness
Even when I was at my largest, I still had a figure (take note plus-size designers). But when I start losing weight, curves become more prominent. I form what my husband lovingly calls “the wasp waist.” What is that? Well, think about a wasp and how it gets really skinny then has a real big hind part. That’s how my body starts to shape out. Some people don’t dig a big hind part but I’m fine with mine. I’ll take most anything paired with a small waist.

2. Sit Like a Lady
Not that I ever sit like a linebacker anyway, but there is something nice about being able to cross my leg at the knees. When I am heavier, I can cross it, but it takes more effort to get it there and keep it there than it’s worth. It’s a small win that helps me to sit pretty (and a little taller too).

3. Renegade Underwear
Now, this is not the most convenient part of weight loss but it does allow for an impromptu trip to Victoria’s Secret. One day I’m comfortably in my plus size boy shorts. The next day I can pull them up to my chin. My high waist briefs are officially granny panties and my thongs descend in defiance no matter how angrily I yank them up. There’s no point in trying… so I just run those bad boys up the flag pole in weight-loss victory and go get some new unmentionables.

4. It’s a Wrap
I have a bathrobe I have come to love. I love this bathrobe because for many years I was not able to wrap a towel around myself fully after a shower. Now this wasn’t anything that bothered me at all. Towels aren’t all that wide anyway. Now, I have learned to use that overlap in a wrapped towel as a gauge to how I’m coming down. Some days it’s great. When I’m bloated not so much. But getting out of the shower and being able to wrap that towel completely around gives me a good feeling. I walk right on by the scale because I have all the answer I need.

5. Fire Prevention
Boy Scouts learn to rub two sticks together to produce fire. I am certain that ample thighs in nylons fall into that eventually combustible category. I would be lying if I said I wasn’t self-conscious about the “swoosh-swoosh” sound emanating from my crotch. Worst of it all, however, was the agony of chafed inner thighs. That’s some painful stuff right there, y’all. I wouldn’t recommend it. My thighs do still touch and they will always be thicker but they do not pose a fire hazard any longer.

My weight goes up and it goes down and the truth of the matter is, I don’t need a scale to tell me that. I pay enough attention to know. I know what I’m eating and drinking. I know if I’m moving or not. I know the things I should be doing. I know what my “ideal weight” is. I’ve hit it before and I looked sickly. It was not ideal for me. This does not mean that I NEVER look at a scale or discuss these things with my doctor. It simply means that I choose not to become a slave to those numbers and charts. Instead I continue to invest in me. The rest falls into place.


I Ain’t Heavy… I’m a Mother

Am I the only one who has found myself looking in the mirror and sobbing uncontrollably while pinching my post-baby belly rolls?  No.  In fact, a survey found that 6 out of 10 mothers feel pressure to immediately drop the pounds after giving birth due to the fact that they see so many celebrity moms back to pre-baby weight within WEEKS of giving birth.

I was half watching the Today Show and half prepping Addy’s breakfast when I heard this very subject come up.  Women are turning to horribly unhealthy methods of keeping their weight down during and after their pregnancy.  This frightening trend is known as Mommyrexia.  In an attempt to attain celeb-like looks while preggers, women are harming themselves and their babies.  Hollywood and the media were dragged through the streets and up to the gallows — for it is always their fault these things happen, after all. 

While I did get some relief in knowing I wasn’t the only mother to feel this way, I couldn’t help but be a little ashamed of myself for being insecure AND irrational.  I mean, any rational person knows that it takes TIME to lose that weight, right? And most rational people would question the validity or safety of a diet that allowed you to snap back all pronto-like, wouldn’t they?  So yes, technically we’re irrational.

I took a step back and remembered the 9 months it took for my body to morph into this… well, whatever it is now.  It only makes sense to allow it that amount of time to get back to the way it was (or somewhat near it?).  Honestly, it might never be the same.  Women in my family aren’t notorious for this snapping back thing.  Genetics is not on my side.  BUT, I will take the reasonable and healthful steps towards getting myself back into shape… and then I’ll work on shapely.

There are some great places online to get started.  My favorite so far would have to be Mamavation .  I found out about Mamavation at one of the Resourceful Mommy’s Twitter Parties.  It was a great way to chat and get good diet and workout tips.  Drill Sergeant Alarik, founder of Gruntstyle, was on hand to keep us in line and motivated (As a matter of fact, don’t tell him I wrote this… he’ll make me drop and give him 20).  I even won an EA Sports Active 2 – and trust me, it puts a hurting on ya!

So, I’ve got the right workout tools… I’ve got a great support system… I’ve got all I need to succeed in this new lifestyle.  Hollywood starlets be darned — I earned this body doing something extraordinary.  I will wear this kangaroo pouch proudly… until I get rid of it, of course.  And the next time I feel down about it, I’ll just look at her

She is sooooo worth it.

Til next time,