I really can't believe I gained 8/10ths of a pound this week. I mean, what the heck?!
I did good all week and I mean ALL week. According to my scales at home, I lost 2/10ths so at WW I should have, at the very least, broken even. But to gain almost a whole pound. I refuse to accept that!
Now, I'm not saying that the WW scales are messed up. In fact, I bank on the fact that of all the scales on this planet, WW scales should be the most accurately functioning. I depend on that every week. So I believe they are accurate.
So what am I saying then? Am I saying there's something wrong with my scales at home? Possibly. But I don't want to think that. I want to think that my scales at home do fluctuate from time to time. I mean, I bought them on sale like 10 years ago at KMart, so at some point they're going to be letting me down. But I don't want to believe that. They've been so consistent for me over these past few months.
So then if it's not the WW scale and it's not my scales at home, what am I trying to say?
Well, here's my best explanation. Something drastically went wrong between the time I weighed myself at home this morning and when I weighed in at WW.
Something altogether unexplainable. Something from another dimension. Something so strange that I don't think even the best CSI and NCS investigators could solve.
What happened was this... I all of the sudden bloated between 8:30 and 8:45 this morning. That's my explanation. That's what must have happened.
It's really my only explanation because there is no way I am accepting this gain.
I reject it. It did not happen. In the immortal words of Derek Zoolander's father "it's dead to me".
So, now that I have that off my chest, how did you guys do this week? I'm pulling for you, so let me know how you did.