I ran down to new town and forgot to weigh myself.
There was no doubt in my mnd that the cheapo utopian bathroom scale was fixed on one number despite my inevitable current state of weight loss. For goodness sake, I am eating like a skinny person, it has been two full weeks, how could I not be wellon my way to skinny? Also how could I, day after day eat grain free, sugar free, fat free and not lose weight? It just did not seem possible. The fact that my pants have not been falling off was nagging at me, I decided the weight must have just been melting off of some other part of my body, like my knee caps.
While doing a few errands I purposely put Josh and me near a store where there would be a plethora of scales for sale yesterday. Hit me with a ton of bricks, I tried seven diiferent scales and they all flashed a weigh similar to the (I thought must be) broken utopian scale. I did end up purchasing a body fat, water weight, muscle weight, bone density reading scale in the end because even though I had stood on seven different scales, which all read a few pounds heavier than my utopian morning weight, (normal for fully clothed middle of the day) I was still sure that the next morning would come and I would be delighted to see a few more pounds definitley gone off of me. WRONG.
The new battery operated, crystal ball, tell your future scale puts me at three pounds over the cheapo utopian scale.
Something is clearly worng here. I can't imagine that I am capable of eating enough fruit and vegetables with a few bites of protein thrown in to not lose weight.
That scale can bite me. I'm so annoyed.