Well I fell off the healthy lifestyle train that I was riding some years ago... actually with my first baby. The train went on down the tracks full speed ahead and by the time I dusted myself off we could not even see it. So I drank diet cokes and coconut cream pies & had big fat chicken fried steaks covered in gravy while I waited for it to come back. I learned that the train does not come back unless it has passengers to pick up. I just bought a ticket and have committed once again to embrace a healthy lifestyle especially since I became a couple again which is how I roll. All aboard!
But… before I purchased tickets to board the train, I tried everything to rationalize what the scale was telling me.
Ladies have you ever considered cutting your hair off because you were certain it weighs at least a pound? And, wet hair surely weighs more than dry, right?
Let’s not forget to take off all of the jewelry!
Did I shave my legs this morning?
Did I blow my nose?
Don’t weigh with my earrings in.
Don’t weigh before … a trip to the bathroom.
Wait if I moved to a higher elevation Maybe that would make me weigh less?
My dryer may have shrunk my clothes. Maybe I should buy a new one? Better yet, let me crawl in that incredible shrinking machine! While I am in there, I think I will go through the dewrinkle cycle too.
Hmmm, what happens if I only put one foot on this scale designed by Satan himself? I lose my balance and fall off that’s what happens. The "significant other" now walks in and I pretend like I am dancing with joy all the while professing that I have lost 1/10 of a pound! Naked of course. He is none the wiser. After all, he just saw boobies or moves he liked!
I almost forgot maybe I can deduct the weight of my fillings. ??
The truth is that I never realized how much poor choices weigh both on the scale and on my mind.
The other day I had that revelation when I took off my tight jeans and my blood started flowing again.
Wait! I could donate blood…
Yes, this is how my mind works.
Until Next Time,
Nana
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