Argh. It has been forever since I blogged. Mostly, I think it's because I've been frustrated with my slooooooooooooooow progress. I've come to terms with the ups and downs of my body enough that I don't need to blog about every bad weigh in anymore, but I've also had nothing good to brag about--so, no posts. I've also been traveling for work, but that doesn't account for almost a month of lost blog-time!
Anyway, the reason for today's entry is, predictably, scale related. I had official Weigh In Wednesday this week and an ok .5lb loss. I was feeling pretty skinny (all things are relative) yesterday morning, so I hopped on the scale again...down 2.5. Ok, I thought, I'll take the extra 2 pound loss with a grain of salt. It is first thing in the morning, afterall. Just out of curiousity, I hopped on again this morning. Down 6 pounds from my Wednesday afternoon weigh in. I know all things are possible with regard to water weight, but I'm kind of afraid my scale has lost its mind. This bad-boy was $85 and I'm going to be pizzed if I have to buy a new scale already! Sure, it's talking all pretty to me, but I know it's all lies! My steak dinner from last night and I did not lose 6 pounds. I may put our manorexic lhasapoo, whose weight never changes, on it to see if he gets an off reading. Must get to the bottom of this mystery.