Thursday, July 17, 2014
I dread getting on the scale at the doctor's office (who doesn't?). I went today. I asked if I could run the scale. With nothing in my pockets but my clothes on, that stupid scale read 2 pounds more than my scale at home and lower than ever before. I know scales mean very little at this point in my healthy life journey. But with that measurement being the only one they write take/write down, I take it very hard when it us different than what I think it should be. The appointment went well and my dr was happy with the 12-20 miles I have been getting this Summer and 10+ the rest of the year. Now, all I need is for the cholesterol numbers to come back well and I will be a happy camper.
Make a great day!