I got ambushed by a scale.
It was December 31st and that was even more scary than if it happened to me today. Today I have a few days of better eating behind me – more fruit and vegetables and fewer cookies, wayyyyyy fewer cookies.
I got weighed and I worried if all my holiday eating had caught up with me! I wasn’t planning on stepping on any scales for a week or two, but my plans went asunder.
It all started on Christmas Eve. The day before Christmas I was sitting with my daughter and her boys at the pediatrician’s office. The older boy clearly had pinkeye. I have a close relationship with those boys and being 3 and 1 1/2 they are not particularly observant of keeping their germs to themselves.
When my left eye started itching, oozing and looking red on December 30 I knew exactly what was happening. I wasn’t able to get to the doctor before the office closed so I went the next day.
I went to have my eye checked, so why did his nurse tell me to get on the scale. I had a moment of panic.
Thoughts went through my head…
“It’s my eye. How does my weight affect my eye?”
“I’m wearing jeans for goodness sakes. I never get weighed in jeans.”
“And I’m wearing a sweater! Who gets weighed in sweaters.”
“Oh! And I ate breakfast and drank two huge cups of coffee! Nobody eats and drinks before stepping on a scale.”
“This is not the time to weigh me. How about I get my eye medicine now and come back in a few weeks and you can weigh me then?”
“You don’t just spring a weigh-in on people! You got to give us advanced warning.”
She just looked at me with her clipboard in her hand waiting for me to step on the scale.
“This isn’t going to be pretty,” I thought. “I’ve been enjoying big holiday meals, amazing holiday party repasts, my house has been full of Christmas cookies and candies and I’ve been popping them into my mouth with pure glee and no thoughts of PointsPlus values.”
I will step on that scale and I’ll deal with what I see. What other choice did I have?
I stepped on the digital scale and watched a number appear – it was the magic number! I weighed in exactly at my goal! Even with holiday eating and breakfast and coffee and heavy clothes, I stood on that scale and saw my weight goal in liquid crystal display.
Thank you, Weight Watchers
Thank you for helping me to learn how to live my life, all through the year, experience the joys of the season, and hang onto enough good routines to avoid gaining weight over the holidays.
Thank you, Weight Watchers for giving me Simply Filling. Thank you for helping me learn flexible restraint. Now it’s time to pay closer attention and eat a little more carefully before my holiday behaviors become habits and I gain weight.