I think my phone is trying to tell me that I’m wasting my life.
The latest update on my iPhone brought with it a fun new feature called “Screen Time” that tracks the amount of time I spend on my phone each day as well as what apps and features I’m using that time on.
The results are pretty appalling.
I can’t bring myself to tell you the actual amount of time it reported, lest you lose all respect for me, but apparently the majority of my waking hours are spent on Facebook, text message and Candy Crush.
Not exactly the legacy I’d imagined for myself.
It got me thinking about other ways that we spend our valuable time and not surprisingly, given the work that I do, I started to calculate how much time we waste thinking about our weight and what we eat.
Think about it. Think about how much time in a typical day you spend thinking about the size and shape of your body; what the scale said; what clothes you’ll choose to wear to hide what you don’t like; how your clothes fit; how self-conscious you feel about the way you look; how to sit, stand or suck in in order to look better; what you should be eating; what you shouldn’t be eating; what you’re going to eat or what you just ate.
Let’s add it all up and just take a guess. Maybe three hours? Four? Five?
Imagine if you were told that you had just one day to live. Would you be willing to spend five hours of that day focused solely on hating your body and figuring out how to best hide it? No way.
My guess is that you’d want to spend that day connecting with the people you cherish and doing the things that light you up. You would love and adore you body on that day, wishing more than anything that you could be given even one more day with it.
Well, your life is just that one day magnified several times. In fact, I did the math on this and if you live to be 80 years old, and you continue to spend and average of 5 hours a day focused on how much you dislike your body and what you should eat to fix it, that works out to sixteen and a half years of your life that you will have spent judging yourself.
This is why I do what I do.
Not because I care about what you weigh or what you look like in a bathing suit (you look phenomenal by the way), but because I want you to be free from your old relationship with food so that you can get your life back.
I want your relationship with food and your body to feel easy, natural and automatic so you can spend all of your time here on this planet squeezing every last drop out of your beautiful, complicated, messy life. I want you to be awake and alive and present to the things that truly matter. I want your time to be spent, not on hiding your stomach or worrying about how to turn down birthday cake, but rather on loving fiercely, laughing hard and learning everything.
I do need to look at my phone from time to time, just like we all need to spend a little time cooking and planning what we’re going to eat, but when you really sit down and think about how much of our lives we’re actually giving away to these old habits, patterns and beliefs, it becomes a true wake up call.
And it needs to change.
So, here’s my question to you: if you have, say, 350,000 hours left to live your beautiful life, how many of them would you like spend resenting your body and judging yourself?