Carole Tanzer Miller, features editor, writes: I have stepped on the scale for the world to see for the last time.
After chronicling my struggles to maintain a 65-pound weight loss for about a year-and-a-half, I'm ready to keep the number on the scale to myself. That's another way of saying I think I'm ready to continue the maintenance journey without the crutch of public accountability.
I'm grateful for those of you who have emailed "atta girl's" from time to time or stopped me at the Harris Teeter to offer encouragement. Your support has helped me steer down a path to better health. I don't veer much from my five-pound comfort zone, and that's owing in large measure to the prospect of public disclosure when I go way wrong.
Trust me: If you had to admit to the world that you wolfed down whole bag of red licorice and more than a day's worth of calories before breakfast, you'd think twice about it. And for the most part I did.
I'll never be an exercise fan. I'll never eat only what's good for me. But I think about it much more than I did before, and that's a plus. I'm just going to keep it to myself.
So I'm going forward accountable only to myself and my doctor for my eating and exercise habits -- and mindful that too many lapses will still be there for the world to see. On my thighs and hips.