I used to weigh myself every day. I would torture myself over the numbers on the scale, disappointed at every increase, jubilant at every dip. I was obsessed with getting as lean as possible. I didn’t have a healthy relationship with food. I micromanaged every calorie that went into my mouth, but without having any real plan or end goal in mind. All I knew was that eating too much was bad.
I couldn’t have been more wrong. Over time, I became tired and moody.
