Weighing in on scales. A Muse to lose a few pounds.
I’m female. And I obsess about my weight.
HATE it.
I weigh myself first thing every morning. (Well, after I go teeter to remove any excess water hanging out in my bladder.)
Lately, the scale has been five pounds up, then down five pounds. Within five seconds.
Don’t be messin’ with my head like that.
I changed the battery and it still acted like a eighth grade girl deciding on an outfit to wear the first day of school.
“Do you think I need a new scale?” I asked hubby.
“That thing has been hauled to Saigon and back. I’m sure it’s worn out.”
I do take it everywhere.
Here I am leaving a hotel last fall. My husband took this to show me how stupid I look leaving a vacation with a scale tucked under my arm.
Everyone's two favorite accessories. A Starbucks cup and digital scale.
Something had to stop the insanity. (Not weighing everyday, but not knowing what I really weigh.)
So in a quest for justice, I headed to the local purveyor of scales.
There were all these terms…body fat, Professional….
Weight trend tracking. That’s what I needed.
That’s why I weigh every day. You want to nip a trend before while it is still new and fad-ish not after it becomes mainstream in layers on your middle.
As I was saying to one of my younger running partners the other day, when you are young…you gain a few pounds then you just exercise hard for a week and they vanish.
Now well…well into my fourth decade, once they’ve moved in, those happy pounds stick around like split orange juice on the kitchen floor.
I decided on…
Since I am such the amazing, aging athlete.
Good thing I bought that feature, for I couldn’t figure how to program it into the scale.
I weighed on my old scale, then stepped on my new.
Instantly I lost 3.5 pounds.
I LOVE my new professional, body fat, athlete scale that I can’t program.
Once again, all is right in the universe.
Are you a daily, weekly, or “I never step on a scale ” person?
Oh, my! Now we’re getting personal, Jamie! 🙂
I weigh almost every morning.
Oh, the obsession…
When I was working out, I would weigh myself every morning,(after evacuating, of course) and then I would look at myself in the mirror, my arms stretched out above my head, so all that fat wouldn’t look so …fat.
The keyword that paragraph was WHEN. Because I have not worked out for almost two months. I have turned into a walking blob of jello. I have to get back onto that bandwagon, I know. And I will. Probably in October after this round of edits are done. I guess its a good thing my scale is broken too, even though I still use it. ( I have an abnormally tall toilet. I use my scale as a foot stool so my feet don’t dangle #howsthatforavisual)
At work we have industrial scales. The kind that allows airplane engine parts to be rolled on and weighed. My co-worker weighed herself, then had one of the guys, who looks like he used to be all varsity, step on so she could feel better about herself. It’s a good concept. You couldn’t pay me to near that baby.
Happy weighing!
You both make me laugh. I understand what you mean Daphne. My husband hates it. But I do really just do it once a day, first thing. (But I take that dang scale everywhere.) And Ginger thanks for the laugh this morning. I can’t imagine trying to fit everything in — but now with the cooler weather, maybe you can find a running/walking buddy for early in morning or after work. I does so help my psyche as much as my body to exercise…take care.
How much did this ‘super scale’ cost me?
Love this post! Very funny photo of you and your scale. I rarely check my scale, but I see it everyday in the bathroom – so I still get to obsess and feel guilty.
Barb, you must be more disciplined with food and drink than I. I used to not bother weighing much. Now it’s like a security binky.
Didn’t you see our cute friend Michelle Webb’s post on facebook a couple of months ago…She said what an ego boost when she stepped on the scale and it said “Lo”!
I on the other hand think my scale groans when I step on. I don’t think the late 30’s are going to be easy for me in the weight department…I thought I didn’t like it when my weight would go up and down, now I’d rather have that than what I have now – it’s up and up!
Dear Karen — I guess it’s not the scale that’s evil – it’s the worry about it. At some point we all have to make peace with our body type and what aging does. It’s a balance between how we like to look (and keep fitting in the clothes in our closet) and the time in our lives. Honestly, being too thin in the face when older — really does make you look older.
I’m obsessed…EVERY MORNING!!!
Yup, we have one in our bathroom here, and while I should be checking regularly (to see if I’m still keeping on enough weight, in the heat here) I find that I don’t really. Maybe once a week or so…
Charlie — you were always trim. And you’re like my friend Janice. You’ve got the African diet thing – Ghana version. She’s in Ethiopia. Take care.