usually i weigh in on sundays, but this weekend was wacky.
after 35 years of paying virtually no attention whatsoever to scales, i am now learning why there are so many posts here at 3fc about the blasted things.
i know i am doing everything i can to make real, sustainable life long changes. and i am doing it. i also know there are 42 gajillion reasons why my wieght might go up, go down, stay the same blah blah blah.
i could not get the scale to balance to today. it kept rocking between 232 an 218. i know it tared properly, but i must have been shakey or standing on the wrong spot or something.
maddening.
and really! REALLY!
gah!
i was excited to weigh in. there. i said it. and i was not satisfied one way or the other!
i can't believe i even CARE!
(and i ordered a waterproof headphone system for my ipod and i was soooooo excited to swim with tunes for the first time in my life and i'm pretty sure my ears are too small and i'll have to send it back
that totally sucked too.)so what should have been a great day got a little screwed up, and i'm left re-thinking my relationship to a few things.
darn things.
blargh-o-rama.
isolde
