COLUMN : weakness in numbers | why i don't weigh myself or count calories

i believe that health and happiness is something you feel. it’s not something easily measured. yet we seem to be obsessing over numbers to such an extent. weighing our success in digits instead of in words.

your weight on a scale could never describe the beauty of your legs or how strong your hands are.

the number of 5k runs you’ve done doesn’t say anything about how your thighs burned or the wind in your face.

your dinner’s calorie count can’t determine the taste on your tongue or the nutrients spreading through your body.

your heart rate. your waist line. your BMI. fat percentage – muscle density – pushup reps. step count of the day. hours in the gym.
those numbers, what do they say about you – really ?

you can tell me all your numbers, and i still wouldn’t know what makes you tick. what your heart desires. how your day has been.

that’s why i’ve stopped checking my numbers. there is no strength in them. they only made me weak.

a healthy and happy life is lived. not measured.

love // jenny

p.s.
there are some situations where numbers are important. if you’re truly over- or underweight to an unhealthy degree, checking your numbers could of course be vital. but as soon as we’re within a safe span again, it’s time to focus on describing our lives – not calculating them. at least that’s what i think.