Why I Started My Experiment

A month ago, I decided not to weigh myself for one month. Why did I do that? Well, you can read about it in depth here, but here’s a brief idea of why: I noticed that my mood and mindset was adjusted every Friday based on my morning weigh-in. I wanted to see if it would be better to not have that stress added to my day (for when I found myself not seeing a loss) and if I would be more motivated.

How It Went

The day after my last weigh-in, I consumed the most calories I’d had in a very long time (not even intentionally, but by simply consuming a few high calorie foods and drinks). I wasn’t worried about it, because I knew I still had another month before I’d see the scale. The next few days, I did very well and kept within my calorie budget and got in my workouts. Then, I got sick. And when I get sick, I’m not one to starve – I’m one to crave junk and eat whatever tastes good. This meant I saw another few high calorie days.

When I started feeling better, I realized my slip ups, and got back on track. Then the weekend rolled around and I attended some events, and didn’t keep within my calorie budget over the weekend.

This happened 3 out of 4 weekends in the month that I didn’t weigh myself. I think my mindset, in the beginning, was that I wouldn’t have to worry about it until the end of the month. That I had time to turn it around and eat healthy and workout and still see the scale drop.

The first two weeks were easy as far as not stressing out. Like I said, I think the fact that what I was consuming was my future problem was the primary factor. Then the third week, I started to get restless. I started looking back on my calorie intake over the past few weeks and was getting worried. Initially, I had hoped that maybe I had tricked my metabolism by kicking up the calories for a few days. I started doing research hoping that everything was going to be okay. I then started realizing that maybe I’d blown it. The last week, it took everything I had not to hop on the scale. I wanted to figure out how much damage I’d done so bad!

As it turns out, I stressed out just as much as I do when I weigh-in once a week, if not more. The amount of time I spent stressing out and doing research during the last two weeks, it’s more than when I don’t see loss on a weekly basis.

The Results

While I am happy to report that I did see a drop after a month, I’m unhappy to report that it was only 2.2 pounds. On average I’ve been losing about 4-5 pounds a month, so 2.2 pounds was a bit of a bummer. However, I wasn’t surprised and the number I saw was actually pretty much what I was expecting after the month I’d experienced.

I think the only reason I saw the scale drop 2.2 pounds was because the last week before my weigh-in, I actually kept within my calorie budget, made health-conscious decisions, and got in even tougher workouts.

In addition to my 2.2 pound loss, I did see a 2.25 inch loss (overall) from the month before – so I know I shouldn’t get too hung up on the number on the scale.

My Conclusion

I think that knowing that I have to weigh myself in a week has a big impact on my actions. I’ve always had days, especially on weekends, where I’d go about 500 or so calories over budget, because I’m human and I’m not on any sort of “diet.” I’m just aiming to lose weight, and I want to keep it off, so I’ve just trained myself to keep healthy habits but to also allow myself to indulge in certain things every now and then.

So, apparently my max weigh-in wait is two weeks, but what I’ve learned is that for me, personally, I need the weekly weigh-in. It keeps me on track and focused, and I’d much rather deal with the minor stress session on Friday than have to stress out for 2 full weeks when I wait a month. While I’m not entirely happy with the results of the experiment, I definitely learned from it. I still plan on doing a monthly weigh-in after I reach my final weight to help keep myself in check, but in the meantime, I’ll stick with my weekly weigh-ins!