Today, I stepped on the scale to get my weight. It wasn’t an official weigh in because it was later in the day, and I had already had food. I normally weigh in before eating anything.
As I stepped on the scale, my husband put his foot on the back of it.
I pushed him away and jumped off the scale just as it finally decided to show me a weight.
It read (drumroll please) 184.5.
184.
But I knew it was wrong. There was no way I’d lost more than 5 pounds. It must have been because I jumped off just as it was reporting the weight.
I took it again, and the scale was back over 190. I knew the 184 was wrong, but it was a great glimpse of things to come.
In other news, I haven’t been doing very good exercising this weekend. It seems everyone in my house is battling a cold, and I am no exception. My nose is running, and I am walking around with tissues in my hands and pockets. That’s my excuse. I shouldn’t have excuses. I should at least do some weight lifting. We’ll see. Maybe when hubby watches football.
That mean husband!!
How are you doing with the braces? Is eating easier now?
The braces feel much better, but I am still drinking more than eating my meals. It is getting easier.