Monday, March 04, 2013
In all my years of trying to lose weight whether successfully or not, I have found that BRAND NEW SCALES can be infuriating to say the least. In my opinion they are only out done by doctor scales.
I learned this weekend no longer works, kicking the bucket for no apparent reason. I weighed in on Friday, just a few days after beginning some new changes to my weight loss plan and according to my scale I hadn't dropped an ounce. I tried again Saturday and the scale weren't even turn on. I replaced the batteries with new ones and still nothing. DH even opened the back to see if he could find out what the issue was. Still all we got for our efforts was a blank screen which when you are trying to lose weight can be very frustrating.
So I went out yesterday and bought a new scale. After doing some research and searching high and low at three different stores for just the right one as I am very particular when it comes to a scale, I found one I liked. A real top of the line beauty!
I decided to weigh myself this morning, actually changing my weigh in day once again to Mondays because it lines up much better with the Mini Challenges I have recently set up for myself. Anyway I happily got on the scale thinking just maybe I had dropped something for the week after all but unfortunately that would NOT be the case. Suddenly my happy go lucky attitude changed and definitely not for the better. Shockingly the number that stared back at me big and bold was not at all what I expected from my shiny new scale.
A whole 10 pound difference from my old scale and a number that is not going in the direction I am use to either. After a few moments of utter terror I collected myself somewhat and tried to find a reason for the change. I made sure the scale was on a solid level surface. I checked and changed the batteries. I even read the instructions... TWICE. And than I did what I normally do when I need to see if something mechanical is truly broken, I dragged my husband into the bathroom for a second opinion, a test drive of sorts. Believe me when I say he wasn't at all happy either when he found out he was 10 lbs more than his last weigh in, and NOW over 200 lbs. 208 to be exact!
After the two of us stood there a few minutes, looking rather pathetic I did the only thing I knew to do. NO!!! I didn't throw the thing out the window. Although I was thinking about it. Instead I went to the kitchen and got a 10 lb bag of sugar. We keep a lot of these around as DH is a sugar addict. The only man I know that has coffee with his sugar in the morning.
Nevertheless I placed the bag on the scale and waited...
After a moment the number 10 clear as day stared right back at me. UGH!!! My heart sank. Yet not to be out done by a scale I than asked DH to get one of his weights from his gym set downstairs. He begrudgingly agreed and moments later came back with a 20 lb weight. He placed it on the scale and low and behold the number 20 lit up before us. Now I have to say it took me awhile to realize at this point I had only two outcomes to choose from. Either I go out and exchange this scale for another one, chancing the same thing happening OR accept the reality as is and move on. "sigh" Since I do not feel much like having an all out war with multiple scales today I have decided to go with option #2 and accept this new number. Although not without first saying how much I HATE NEW SCALES!!! Actually right now, I am not liking weigh in days much either!