Today is weigh-in day. Therefore, it very likely is Saturday. It’s a new month and the end of year goal is quickly moving my way. The scale is not cooperating. Maybe I need a new scale that will tell me what I want to know. However, most scales don’t much care whether I lose or gain. Maybe if I threaten to kick it. Somehow I don’t think it would change its opinion, unless I kicked it too hard. It’s metal so I would probably be worse for kicking it. So we shall see what it says.
The scale I have is a doctor type scale as you can see from the picture. It has 50-pound ranges. The scale shows zero to fifty. I want the scale to move down. That means I’m losing pounds. I want to lose pounds and not find them again. Unfortunately, my body seems to look for those lost pounds.
I keep hoping that the scale marker will move past the halfway point. The moment I see that coming, something happens and it goes back up. There have been some pressure issues in our life lately that has contributed to the scale going up. I found some of those pounds I lost.
If we lose pounds but later find them, were they ever really lost? That sounds philosophical. If a tree falls, and no one hears it, did it make a sound?
So we can’t say we lost something if we look for it, to find it. Maybe losing weight is the wrong term. Maybe we should say we have gotten rid of some weight. We dumped it. We trashed it. We aren’t looking for it. It’s not just lost, it’s gone. No use looking for it.
Words influence our thinking. So if we say we got rid of some pounds maybe we won’t go looking for them and find them again. Just a thought.