So, my scale batteries died a few weeks ago and I haven't weighed myself. And I've been eating far too many cupcakes [I've started getting into cake decorating and you need lots of cake to practice on]. I got new batteries yesterday, and just weighed in. I'm up 6 pounds from 3 weeks ago, which was already up 3 pounds from before. NOT GOOD. At least I'm comforted by the fact that it's tons easier to eat healthy and exercise in the spring/summer, which is on its way, but still. NINE POUNDS. How does one even gain nine pounds in a matter of a month and a half? [Well, cupcakes.]
See, this is why I can't go without a scale. A lot of people are like, "Oh, it's just a number! Don't worry about it!" but for me, it's accountability. I can't go by the way my clothes fit, since most of my clothes are still too big for me so they never give any indication of getting too tight. I can't just go by the way my body feels, because... I felt fine when I was over 200 pounds. I honestly had no clue that I was gaining so much weight [although, it may be the reason my back's been acting up]. I need the scale, and I need it to tell me how I'm doing every single day.
Well, I guess my April starting weight is 185.5. I expect that'll go down a few pounds fairly quickly but still, that's the number it gave me today. And now, if you'll excuse me, I'm off to go dig my garden so I can have fresh vegetables all summer long.