Scale was much kinder this morning. I don't trust it.
Thursday, April 26, 2018
Although, being three for three in making it to the gym this week might grant the number some merit. Not sweating it, since, as I've noted previously, that scale is rather finicky on a day to day basis. Or, perhaps it's being accurate, and it's my weight that's finicky. And now my mind is off and imagining that individual attributes might have personalities. Finicky weight, nervous eyebrows, cranky toenails, that sort of thing. Cranky toenails with seasonal affective disorder whining about winter, just waiting for spring and summer sandal weather. Yeah.
Not sure I'll make four for four today, but I've got 13 hours (well, eleven, as the gym closes at 10) to remedy that.
Update: made it to the gym. I do believe I'm streaking now. (Insert will ferrell gif here)