Strange Dream- Weighing myself
Last week I have been so tired, that the dreams from the night before are non existent in my memory. Except for this short dream.
In my Dream... I was at the YMCA and was in the locker room to weight myself. The machine was old, and it needed me to put in a quarter to get my weight. Once the quarter had been inserted, I stepped on and the scale read 136. In my dream, that sounded like a strange number, higher than I remembered. But I looked at myself in the mirror and I looked the same. So I told myself that as long as I felt good and strong, the number on the scale didn't matter.
I am going to be completely honest with you. I don't own a scale. I just don't believe that those numbers give me any relevant information . There is no benefit for me to know how much pressure the gravity is putting on me on any given day. I don't value myself by a number on that machine.
Last time I weighted myself was at my Mom's house. The scale said 118. It was the night after Bird in Hand Half Marathon. The number made me laugh a little, because I had run the Half Marathon only on my shorts and sports bra showing my giggly belly. And I felt great! Years ago, this number would have scared me. But not today.
I gave up a long time ago on having a flat stomach, I just love donuts and bread too much. and I don't love sit ups quite as much, or at all. Yet, I still have bony legs and arms. Many years ago the sight of my collar bones would have made me angry and upset, and sent me to find a scarf to cover them up. No, skinny does not equal happy.
But today, I am happy with my body. From the skinny hands, to the gray hairs coming in. This body has gotten me through giving birth, through many stressful moments at work, through happy moments, through many races, and so many more things to come!
And can somebody explain to me, why can I read numbers on a scale on a dream, but I can't read directions to turn off a bomb in a dream? So weird!
Can you read numbers in your dreams?
Can you read words ?
Do you remember your dreams?
Do you love donuts more or bread more? I don't discriminate. I love both!
In my Dream... I was at the YMCA and was in the locker room to weight myself. The machine was old, and it needed me to put in a quarter to get my weight. Once the quarter had been inserted, I stepped on and the scale read 136. In my dream, that sounded like a strange number, higher than I remembered. But I looked at myself in the mirror and I looked the same. So I told myself that as long as I felt good and strong, the number on the scale didn't matter.
I am going to be completely honest with you. I don't own a scale. I just don't believe that those numbers give me any relevant information . There is no benefit for me to know how much pressure the gravity is putting on me on any given day. I don't value myself by a number on that machine.
Last time I weighted myself was at my Mom's house. The scale said 118. It was the night after Bird in Hand Half Marathon. The number made me laugh a little, because I had run the Half Marathon only on my shorts and sports bra showing my giggly belly. And I felt great! Years ago, this number would have scared me. But not today.
I gave up a long time ago on having a flat stomach, I just love donuts and bread too much. and I don't love sit ups quite as much, or at all. Yet, I still have bony legs and arms. Many years ago the sight of my collar bones would have made me angry and upset, and sent me to find a scarf to cover them up. No, skinny does not equal happy.
But today, I am happy with my body. From the skinny hands, to the gray hairs coming in. This body has gotten me through giving birth, through many stressful moments at work, through happy moments, through many races, and so many more things to come!
And can somebody explain to me, why can I read numbers on a scale on a dream, but I can't read directions to turn off a bomb in a dream? So weird!
Can you read numbers in your dreams?
Can you read words ?
Do you remember your dreams?
Do you love donuts more or bread more? I don't discriminate. I love both!
I laugh cus I am eating chips while reading this (and I wonder why I don't have a flat stomach). I am determined to keep working on it only because I don't feel comfortable in my own pants and I'm having a hard time admitting that I need to go up yet another size! With that said, I have no idea what I weigh. Like you, the number doesn't matter. But I do want to feel comfortable.
ReplyDeleteYummy!! what kind of chips? I love chips too!
DeleteMeranda, only you know what you need to do to be comfortable with yourself. But, I just want to remind you that to me, you are pretty awesome and super strong!
That's impressive that you were able to concentrate feeling good and strong even in your dream! And funny about not being able to read the directions to turn off a bomb :) I feel like I rarely remember my dreams. Some times I wake up knowing I had a weird dream but the details just stay out of grasp.
ReplyDeleteI think I was able to tell myself that in my dream, because that is what I tell myself in my life anytime I'm having body confidence problems. If I repeat it lots of times, it will stick !! it looks like it's working!
DeleteDoes that ever happen to you? That you can't read something in a dream? I have dreamed that I'm in Mexico and that I have directions to go somewhere, but I can't read them!
I am glad you are happy with your body! I agree that the number on the scale tells us NOTHING. I never weight myself anymore. As long as my clothes fit and I feel good, I am fine. My guess is I weigh anywhere between 120-125 though! That seems to be where I just hang out.
ReplyDeleteFor YEARS I struggled with disordered eating. I was obsessed with food, calories, how much I weigh, all that stuff. It was all consuming and horrible. I never though I'd get to the point where I don't weigh myself, I don't count calories, and I don't WORRY about food. But that's where I am and I am soooooo freaking happy.
I am very glad that you don't struggle with food anymore. It is so difficult to get by life when you are always worried about how every piece of food is going to affect you. I applaud the work you have put on yourself to not let those numbers get to you! You are my hero!
DeleteYou are strong, you are beautiful, you are smart! and there is no scale in the world that can take that away from you!
Thank you. :) It was hard. I had to get used to feeling uncomfortable. It was so hard but I am glad I did it! I always knew I was "messed up" but that's what was so frustrating... I KNEW the way I was thinking was wrong, but I couldn't help it. I still thought that way.
DeleteI do not own a scale either. I am way too compulsive and I know that the numbers would make me crazy. It's all about feeling good, right?
ReplyDeleteYou don't need a scale to measure your awesomeness Wendy!
DeleteI am glad you don't struggle with the binging and not eating issues anymore!
ReplyDeleteKids are so mean!
Karen, you are a beautiful, dedicated and strong woman! The number on that scale means nothing! it has nothing on your drive and strength!
That weight battle is just not worth the time!
I love this and I love your attitude about the scale. I feel the same - I have a scale but I rarely use it. I much prefer to judge my health by how my clothes fit!
ReplyDeleteI actually think I've had a similar dream, where I weighed in heavy but looked the same. Weird. I wonder what it means, since I don't really care about numbers on the scale anyway!