My husband hid the scale :(
 

I told him yesterday how disappointed I was because of TOM and weight gain. This morning I woke up and went to weigh myself, the scale is missing. :mad: I told him I needed it so I can post on here how much I weigh since its Friday. :D He told me he would call me from work at 9:00am to tell me where it was at ONLY if I weighed myself once and not get on it the rest of the day. He thinks I'm obsessed with weighing myself lol :dizzy:

Hide the TV remote.

Good for your hubby!! LOL!

If you weigh every day, you really should only weigh once - and always at the same time.

Don't let yourself become a slave to the number. Celebrate all the other ways you are bettering yourself, such as a whole day on plan, getting in your exercise, planning menus, etc.

I actually asked my husband to hide from me a few years ago! I was totally obsessed and I couldn't stay off it. It was frustrating at first, but turned in to a good thing.

These days, I have my scale and I'm able to use it responsibly, lol.

scale can make someone go crazy that the reason i don't used it , let your clothes tell you how you doing with your diet. good luck

He just sent me a text message saying "its in the night stand" Soooo off I go lol

I'm at 203 :( 1 pound up from Monday *sigh*

I weigh daily, its necessary. but never more than that!!

I weigh several times daily. I just love seeing the numbers so low, compared to last summer when they were so high. It keeps me motivated, and makes me feel accomplished - even if the numbers move in the wrong direction, they're still much lower.

If my boyfriend hid my scale, I'd be pretty cranky.

And I definitely LOL'd at Yoyo's "Hide the remote"

My husband has hidden chocolate candy from me without telling me he had it, because he knows it's a weakness of mine and was trying to be suportive. But then he felt guilty about keeping a secret from me and told me where it was anyways! And then he got a hang dog look on his face because he had led me to temptation.

Poor guy. I told him it was fine for him to have his own food, that I was the one with weight issues and not him. And that yes, not letting me know about probably was doing me good.

It was kinda funny in a sweet, fumbling sort of way.