I have a really dysfunctional relationship with my scale. Not afraid to admit it. I've told Steve to lock it up and hide it but then I really needed it and he caved ;) Lol. I'm like a junkie.
The good thing for now is that every time I get on it it's either the same or lower. But that's also part of the problem. I don't trust the damn thing further than I could throw it. Ok, yes, it's not that heavy so I could throw it pretty far, but you know what I mean.
Today, for example, got on first thing in the morning and I was down about a pound from yesterday morning. Then I realized Steve had moved it when opening a window last night so sometimes the first reading isn't accurate and it needs to "reset." So I got back on - literally 30 seconds later - and I was 2 lbs less than yesterday. I hate it when this happens. So figuring I'd do best 2 out of 3 (i.e. see if I could get the same reading twice) I got on again and it was 3 lbs less than yesterday!
It's been about an hour so I tried again to see if I could get a match and luckily (for my sanity) it came up at the middle number. So that's what I'll go with for today. But I can't help feeling like the stupid thing is always lying to me. And of course, inherent in that is that I haven't really lost the 30lbs it says I have. Good thing I go to see my new shrink today. 3rd appointment...we've passed through my history and will be on to my craziness today for sure!
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