I was rummaging through a drawer and found a small notepad filled with probably hundreds of scale weights, tape measurements, and caliper readings over the years. Some of them were taken DAILY. Holy crap! A few were from when I was a teenager. Most were from the years I was under the spell of "transformation" contests. These coincide with the hundreds of "progress" pictures in my photos folder. I think the main thing that transformed was my sanity, and not in a good way! I was sweating millimeters, grams, and fractions of pounds. No wonder I was so scared of eating the wrong foods or too much, and no wonder I'd periodically rebel and eat EVERYthing. Who can deal with that pressure nonstop?
The measurements fell way off when I started Happy Eaters about 6 years ago (how has it been that long?!). There'd be an entry or two a year. Now I can't fathom judging myself by numbers every day. What was I thinking?! I'm quite happy not to weigh, measure, or count anything. The last time I used my tape measure it was to measure a cake pan. :-D
Looking at the OCD-ery of the notebook made me extremely grateful that I'm not in that headspace anymore. It also made me think of the famous Georgie quote, "Have a goal life, not a goal weight." Or in my nutty case, "Have a goal life, not a goal suprailiac measurement."