WHY can I not stop weighing myself?? Why are the numbers on that confounded machine so important to me??
I know I'm shrinking. I know I'm morphing. I know weight loss is anything but linear and that my shrinking fat cells are filling with water and my hatred! It's also that TOM, so I have no business even LOOKING at the scale. And I'm dressed. And I've eaten two meals and drunk 3L of water. And my developing muscles are sucking up gallons of water and weighing me down. And my ponytail holder is made of dark matter. I'm actually wearing zebras for earrings.
But that scale....
It calls to me.
It beckons me.
"This time I'll be good and show you the numbers you want to see."
It LIES to me! That scale.
Why do I need to weigh myself so often?
I know I'm shrinking. I know I'm morphing. I know weight loss is anything but linear and that my shrinking fat cells are filling with water and my hatred! It's also that TOM, so I have no business even LOOKING at the scale. And I'm dressed. And I've eaten two meals and drunk 3L of water. And my developing muscles are sucking up gallons of water and weighing me down. And my ponytail holder is made of dark matter. I'm actually wearing zebras for earrings.
But that scale....
It calls to me.
It beckons me.
"This time I'll be good and show you the numbers you want to see."
It LIES to me! That scale.
Why do I need to weigh myself so often?









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