Tales from an Island
Thursday, January 17, 2013
So I was talking to someone a while back and mentioned to them that I'll be spending 2 months in South Padre Island (lucky me). And then I mentioned "but I don't have a scale down there and I generally come home and discover that I've put on a few pounds." My friend paused and said, "well, why don't you buy a scale?"
I think my response was "Duh."
It's been raining, cold and blustery on the island (terrible front that just hung here for days). Then I went to Reno on business and over ate. But when I came home I went to the local drugstore to buy a scale. They were out. I'm not the only person on the island who thinks it's time to get serious. I finally purchased one in Port Isabel, brought it home, activated the battery and stepped on it. It said "125.5" I have to admit, even though I knew it was very wrong I enjoyed looking at my weight from my 30's. I then got off, stepped on it again and read "76.4". OK...that would have been when I was in 7th grade maybe (I was small for my age at that point). I fiddled with it some more and finally got it working. It gave me my current weight - not horrifying but real. So now I'm ready to get going again.
Tuesday - 833 (took my bike out and rode like the wind - oh wait, there WAS a lot of wind that day - fun when it was to my back, not so fun when it was in my face.)
Wednesday - 770