I’m not obsessed with my weight, despite what impression this post may give youPosted: October 14, 2009
My scale is a piece of fucking shit.
It’s a digital scale I bought about 4 years ago at The Bay. I paid about $40.00 for it. Basically you tap it with your tow and when it’s reads all zeros you get on and in a few seconds it tells you your weight.
I’ve known it’s been a bit off for some time now but I figured that the extent of the problem was that it told me I was a few pounds lighter than I actually was. Turns out, this thing is just fruit loops.
Last night I got on to see what the Thanksgiving Damage was. I weighed in at 124.7 lbs and was shocked! I haven’t weight that little since much before pregnancy (according to this danged scale). After that I went straight to bed, no water, no snacks.
Between that time weighing myself and weighing myself in the morning (because I just didn’t quite believe the scale last night) I peed twice, and nursed twice and didn’t ingest ANYTHING. In the morning I weighed 127.8 lbs I’m not unhappy with that but let me just tell you something;
It’s physically impossible to gain 3.1 lbs when you ingest nothing. The only people who could put this scale to use are those who think physics is a bunch of non sense.
The scale at the gym is one of those doctor-type ones and is perfectly accurate thank god (and neither of my scales two weights were correct) but I hate weighing myself just after having eaten lunch.
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