[Insert joke here]
But no really. I was rushing around yesterday, and I knocked my Weight Watchers glass scale over. It was leaning up against a wall so it wouldn’t sit in the middle of the floor, and when I was rushing out the door, I knocked it over, and it made a horrid noise. I quickly put it back in its home, and didn’t think anything of it before I rushed off to teach another class.
Fast-forward to this morning, after I snuck in a really quick run. I decided to step on the scale, pre-breakfast, when I noticed that the digital numbers weren’t computing. In fact, the little window was blank. So I kicked it. I turned it over and scrambled with the batteries. Nothing.
I think, if you’ve ever lost any amount of weight, or if you’re watching your weight, or if you work in a gym with insanely beautiful and fit chicks like I do, you tend to get sucked into the scale. It’s especially annoying when you read one of those articles in like People’s Bodywatch section that give an actor’s height and weight. You start to compare. Well, I’m 5’8″ too, but nowhere near 110 lbs. Am I missing something? No, I’m not missing anything, that could be a lie, or it could be true, but I’m in phenomenal shape, and my body looks good. Who cares about her number?
It’s not a problem for most of us, but you have to tell yourself that no, stepping on it every day or multiple times a day isn’t good for you.
So in short, I broke my scale. But for now, I don’t think that’s a bad thing – in fact, I think I’ll take a little while to replace it, and give my mind a break from obsessing over those numbers.