It’s no secret that I haven’t been happy with my body since I had a baby. For months, 10 lbs. that weren’t there before I got pregnant (or up until my 3rd trimester, if we’re being honest) stubbornly clung to my waist, hips, and thighs. My belly sagged. My thighs thundered. My clothes looked like tents–and honestly, they were, because I’ve been so ashamed of how I look, I’ve wanted to keep my body covered.
I’d love to say I was one of those ladies who was all, “RAWR! TIGER STRIPES!” but…I wasn’t. And I’m not. I would love to have a more positive self-image, to accept my new body as womanly and reject modern beauty standards. I would love to be all earth mother about this, and more, but I’m not.
I wanted to take charge of my health and fitness. I wanted to get a more precise picture of what I’m doing–and not doing–to get my body back to where I want it to be. I wanted to be more mindful of what I’m eating, what I’m drinking, what I’m doing, in order to encourage and promote better eating, drinking more water, and being more active.
So for Christmas I got a Fitbit One.
I love it. It keeps track of everything: how many steps I’ve taken, how many miles that translates to, how many flights of stairs I’ve done, how many calories I’ve burned. At night, it tracks how long I sleep and how many times I wake up in the night.
I use it in tandem with the Fitbit Aria, a scale that tracks my weight and body fat.
Both of these plug in with an app on my iPhone and my Fitbit.com account, where I can input things like what food I’ve eaten and how much water I’ve had to drink. It adjusts how many calories I can eat in a day based on how much weight I want to lose and how much exercise I get, and lets me know how many calories I have left at any point in the day. It tracks everything against goals I’ve set for myself: I want to walk this far, burn this many calories, drink this much water.
It’s all very easy to use and has helped me feel like I’m more in control of my health. I know what I’m doing now. I also know what I’m not doing. It reminds me that I need to get in lots of exercise, avoid binging, and drink plenty of water. Instead of feeling guilty and helpless, of looking at a scale that never budges with frustration, I can look at all the stuff I am doing and feel proud, empowered, successful.
Ask me in a few months, and I may have a very different opinion if this doesn’t seem to have any effect on my outward appearance, but for now, this has actually done more to help me feel good about myself than anything else since I gave birth.