The Dreaded Bathroom Scale

This past week I was hanging out with my best friend from kindergarten.  Time with her is always the best time.

We starting talking about diets.  We talked about different diets and wishing that there were diets out there where you didn’t feel like you were starving.  I tried to remind us that for 58 years old, we are not too shabby.  (she recently lost 20 pounds and I have NOT idea where that weight came from because she has always been thin to me) While I am really starting to see that “almost” 60 year old spread, I basically have been the same size for a decade.

We starting talking about the dreaded scale. 
“You know they say you should not weigh yourself every day, but I do” she proclaimed. 
“ME TOO” I exclaimed.
“I actually weigh twice a day” she admitted.
“ME TOO” I exclaimed.
 
We laughed and laughed.  We confessed that sometimes our “bedtime” weight would drive the decisions for the next day.  And if we were down in numbers at bedtime, we were going to be so excited to weigh in the morning—believing that it would be even lower.  Weigh-ins need to be before 8am and after 8pm—never in between.  There are rules in the relationship with the bathroom scale.
 
I told her a story about my gym where they really discouraged folks from being tied to the scale, tied to the number and that healthy/strong is the new skinny.  One coach even took her bathroom scale out and smashed it with a sledge hammer which then became sort of trendy for other gym members.  Not me.  I do admit that I can go through spurts where I weight myself 2x daily and then may skip a few days.  That feels like Russian roulette—because without me closing monitoring you never know what you will get when you decide to get back on..
 
While I usually do weigh myself two times a day, I just watch the scale creep up, ounce by ounce, pound by pound.   And before you comment, I know that I am not what most would consider “fat” but it was really funny that me and my friend of 53 years basically follow the same routine. 

I wonder if I didn’t spend all this time weighing myself, what I could do with all that free time.  I could exercise more (insert a laughing, "yeah right" here)……or maybe what would be better use of my time ….bake a cake or some delicious cookies.--especially since the number was down a bit this morning1