Tuesday, January 3, 2012

Hot N' Cold

It seems amazing spectacular days are almost always followed by incredibly lowest of lows days. Why I thought today would be an exception, I don't know.

I made the mistake of weighing myself this morning. Bad idea. When you are usually purging 3-6/day and one day you eat like a normal person and don't throw it up, it naturally follows the scale will show it's gone up two pounds or so, since the body holds onto fluid, etc. I SHOULD KNOW THIS BY NOW. But no, I had to get on that stupid scale. Furthermore, I had a doctors appointment and the nurse who did my vitals wasn't the usual nurse. She weighed me and this time I'd also eaten and had my morning coffee. Seeing an even HIGHER number freaked me out. Logically I know there's no way I could have gained x pounds in one day, especially when my total caloric intake is around y right now (as I'm building it up).

Why do numbers dictate whether the day is going to be a good day or a bad day? 

Boo! I want to throw a pity party for myself. I went on a walk and that helped but as you can tell by the picture, I look pretty dreary.


  1. I know what you mean, I hate that the scale dictates my whole mood for the day, I should be grateful for other things and ready for new day instead, but nooo dumb inaccurate numbers tell me otherwise smh


    I don't know what to say about the numbers situation. Whilst obviously not weighing yourself beyond medical check-ups would be best, I think avoiding numbers all together is just avoiding the issues. It is like when you get a goal weight in your head and it seems like 'the perfect number' and stuff, or when you get told xlbs is your discharge weight and it seems like a bad number? It is maybe a bit of magical thinking? Have you ever had CBT?