I'm Not Synthetica

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I haven’t weighed myself in two years. I haven’t seen a scale around the house since my parents started hiding it from me. I had a bad habit of weighing myself after everything I ate, and soon enough I barely ate anything. I became obsessed with seeing the number drop each time I stepped on it. I weighed in at 169.8 pounds when I was about thirteen, and it was at that moment, seeing that number, that I knew a change had to be made. I lost 50 pounds in only a couple of months. I made choices that threatened my health on a daily basis. At one point all that I would consume was a bottle of coke zero and a couple of pieces of juicy fruit gum. When dinner time would roll around I would say I wasn’t feeling too well and only had a few bites of the meals my mum would prepare. 

When my parents hid the scale I lost control. I had no way of knowing how much I was eating and what it was doing to my body. I started eating too much. Without being able to see the number I guess I thought I was invisible. My subconscious was telling me that if I can’t see the number then I must not be gaining weight. I gained about 20 pounds with that mentality and I was a mess because of it. 

But recently in the past couple of months something clicked in my head. I had an epiphany. I picked up weight loss yoga, jogging, bike riding, and walking. I respect food and I enjoy putting healthy meals together. I’ve never been so happy. I feel healthier and I can feel my body toning up! My point is, I’ve learned to not treat my body like a waste basket and more like a temple (as cheese as that may sound).

I think I’m ready to face the number on the scale again, but I’m ready to look at it with a much better perspective that I ever have before.

Cheers to health and happiness.

Breakfast: 

• 1 Cup of coffee
• 1 Cup of organic yogurt, a hand full of granola, and half a cup of sliced strawberries