is what I heard from the scale area at the gym locker room today. I glanced over to two young girls, maybe eight years old, one standing on the scale and the other announcing her friends weight. And then the other stood on the scale. “Oh” she declared, “I am only 540 pounds.” And in that moment I realized the value of knowing about decimal points.
I wonder what age the scale numbers begin to take up more space in our thoughts and shape the beliefs we hold about ourselves or others. It was really fun to hear the kids talk about the numbers they saw on the scale, without any sense that the number defined them.
I have been working on growing my own understanding of wellness, not just weight. I find it requires me to focus on kindness towards myself, not just critique and requires me to live proactively with a plan and not reactively with regret. It takes energy, a lot of energy, but I am confident, at the core of my being, it is definitely a part of the journey to my heart!