my stupid scale is tripping on me again. no movement. unless, of course, i jump up and down on it. then it goes up... and then right back to 270.
d'oh!
i was really hoping that the losses would start being consistant again after my period ended.
i know, in my head, that i look better. but i still need the constant visual on the scale. nothing takes the place of mechanical reinforcement. it really is bizzarre how addicted i am to it. i guess i'm not alone in that, though.
i took a f/b shot of my self in the mirror yesterday. wow, what a tub of lard i am! then i compared it to one from several pounds ago. thank god i am changing myself. i don't know how i've lived like this.