Tuesday, March 01, 2011
Okay, it's been so long since I used the scale that I don't even remember where it is. If I had to guess, I'd say I last weighed around 2-3 months ago. Before beginning this healthier lifestyle change 2.5 years ago, I never weighed myself or even owned a scale.
When I bought one to embark on this great adventure (yeah right! smiling), I took a guess before getting on the scale. Of course, nearly fell off with shock as I'd had no idea where I was at in the numbers realm.
However, this past few months I've been exercising a lot and my body has felt healthy with no poppage. (as in popping out) I still have weight to lose, but have been on what I call a forever plateau and have made peace (for now) with my current weight. (I really think it's a thyroid thing.)
But I don't look forward to finding and getting on that scale. Even though I know that number doesn't rule my life, it has a way of creeping into my psyche and saying BOO! I'll do it by the weekend, my promise to myself.
And a random thought, while I'm looking for that scale, where do all my lost socks go after the washer and dryer? I mean - POOF - they're gone, gone, gone. I wind up with only one of a pair. So now I've bought identical pairs so I can match up the solo survivors. One of the mysteries of life. (smiling)
Wishing all a wonderful day.