Well holy crap. I stepped on a scale today. First time in 9 months.
K, a little background - I have a 9 month old baby. Gained weight with the pregnancy. As I did with my four other kids. Difference here, is I'm 41 now, and this weight is not going anywhere!
My other kids are 18, 16. 14 and 12. Lost the weight after having them, and kept it off. No need for a scale, I was happy with the way I looked, clothes fit, kids kept me active.
My clothes do NOT fit now. I caught a glimpse of this fat girl in my bathroom mirror the other day - she was gone by the time I turned around, but I SAW her there. She also likes to jump in front of me when there is a camera around. I'm getting real tired of her.
I decided enough is enough, and signed up for WW online. I live in rural Alaska, so getting to weekly meetings isn't always possible. So, I got all excited, signed up, and started the process. Well, it asks for my weight. Huh...I didn't know my weight, as I don't own a scale. So, I guessed.
Oh...did I guess WRONG!! Sheesh, I went to a friend's tonight, and lo and behold, in her bathroom was a scale! Hmmm, I thought, lemme just lightly step on this and see what it says. I about choked. Promptly stripped to my undies, and stepped BACK on the scale. It STILL said way too much. So I stepped off the scale, hit it with my big toe (to reset it - hey, desperation was setting in) stepped back on. K, now comes the illogical thinking...if I only stand on the scale with ONE leg, I'll weigh less. I'm pretty sure my left leg weighs around 20 pounds.
So, here I am, in my friends bathroom, in my undies, standing on her scale, balancing on one foot. My eyes huge, my mouth agape, now positive her scale is off. I canNOT weigh this much.
Reality check. OK, now this is PERSONAL.