My Nemesis

My scale has up and quit on me. I think it's from years of neglect followed by months of overuse. The shock was just too great for it. All of which means that for a week I have not been able to weigh in. Normally I don't weigh myself much more frequently than that anyway, but you know how it goes. If you can't do something, that's all you want to do. I'm still trying to lose another 20lbs so I need to know that I'm making progress here people. I mean, I don't work out for the fun of it. I know some crazy people who are addicted to the adrenaline or the endorphins or whatever that is caused by working out. I am clearly not one of those people. I work out so that I can lose weight. Period. Okay, I know that even when I reach my goal, I'll need to continue to work out so that I can still fit into my pants. But at that point I'll be working out in order to eat the occasional bowl of chips & salsa...and still fit into my pants. I doubt I will ever be that person who jumps out of bed in the morning craving a good sweat. Oh well, as long as I get my booty up and do it, I guess it doesn't matter.

Anyway, back to the scale. After a week of the unknown, I had to buy a new scale. Wow, I forgot how expensive those crazy things can be. And for what? A little number that practically mocks me? I am basically paying something to heckle me. So I refused to buy the "Biggest Loser" brand of scale for $49.99. Yes it came with a workout dvd but I read the fine print and found that it was only a cardio sampler. Hey, I can get that for free on Exercise TV On Demand. I'm no sucker. The "Weight Watchers" brand of scale was slightly more reasonable at $44.99. The big selling point of this scale was it's handle for portability. When am I ever going to carry a scale around with me? And for that matter, who on earth is carrying their portable scale around? Seriously, who needs that? So I found a nice middle of the road, generic scale and brought it home with me where it will undoubtedly taunt me mercilessly.

My biggest fear about a new scale was that it wouldn't be as kind as my old one. What if the old scale had been wrong this whole time? What if it was not calibrated correctly thereby reading out lower numbers than were actually true? The horror! Fortunately my new scale was kind enough to confirm that I am down 30lbs. Phew, crisis averted. The big question now is whether it will continue to be so obliging. Especially with a dinner party, girl's night and potluck in my future over the next 3 days...

Oh, I almost forgot! I've also added my weekly weight loss progress over there to the right. As it says, I've got to tell someone because I've been known to lose momentum if nobody's watching. Thanks for keeping me motivated!