Yesterday, I stood on my scales, and found that I'd dropped another 9 or so pounds. Feeling a little dubious, I decided to try again--since I'd been stuck on 207 for WEEKS, but I got the same result 196.
I was ecstatic! I threw a little party in my head, and went to the office wearing my thinner jeans and a smile!
You can almost see it coming, can't you?
This morning, I stood on the scale again, and I'm back up to 205. No way I ate 10 pounds of anything yesterday!
So I removed the battery from the scales, and I'm getting a new one. This machine needs something of an overhaul, and it's most likely the battery.
My biggest fear? That it will tell me I weight a lot MORE than I ever thought because, Hey! It's got a new battery, right?
So I'm feeling let down this morning. Betrayed by my own scales. BUMMER.