my parents' bathroom scale is broken.
no matter who weighs themselves, the first time you step on it, it says 112 pounds. the next time, 119 pounds. i'm pretty sure this isn't accurate for all five of us living here...
as you may know, i am not an fan of the scale. i don't weigh myself often, but every once in a while i hop on to check i'm not losing muscle weight.
do i really need the scale to tell me that? not really, but it's there.
when i realized it was broken, at first i thought about running out to replace it for them... but why should we get a new one?
i don't really believe that we can judge good health by the number on the scale, for the most part. i'm not talking about extreme cases, here - i'm talking about people who live active, healthy lives.
any athlete who has ever calculated their BMI and been declared obese knows how ridiculous numbers can be. if you have muscle, the number will be higher, whether it's on the scale, from BMI, or the circumference of your thighs.
can the scale be a helpful tool? probably. but i believe in the life of a healthy, active person, it can do more harm that good.
think about it. when you've gained weight, do you really need a machine to tell you? do you really think all your pants just mysteriously got tight, at the same time?
and when you haven't been eating enough, you know by how you feel. you have no energy, you look rough, and your bones jut out. you don't need to the scale to know that, either.
why do we put ourselves through the anxiety of daily/weekly/monthly weigh-ins? why do we let that electronic in the bathroom have impact on our emotions?
you are more than mathmatics, love. you are a person, comprised of actions, feelings, and powerful words.
look, i have been on both sides of the scale - disgusted by it, and terrified by it. but really, i am who i am, regardless of the number... when is enough enough?