So I forgot to weigh in on Wednesday, and I forgot again on Thursday. I finally managed it on Friday, but being pregnant, I'm not going to judge my success by the numbers on the scales but rather by seeing a loss of fat on currently-fat places.
But I did notice something interesting when I got on the scales. The number was something like 67.3 kg.
Then I got off and Smoochy Girl got on. The scales said 9.4 kg while she said "Eight," which is The Current Default Number for her 1¾ year old brain.
Me again: 67.7 kg. Hm. Certain I didn't gain 400g in the last 20 seconds.
Smoochy: 9.4 kg, "Eight," she said again.
Me again: 67.4 kg. A loss of 300g. Way to go, me! Hang on, I don't think I can actually believe in this 20-second loss, given that I didn't believe the 20-second gain.
Smoochy: 9.4 kg, "Eight!"
So what have we learned?
(a) Scales suck, and they lie too.
(b) Hippomanic Jen, what's 300g in the grand scheme of things, especially given point (a) above?
(c) Loudly proclaiming a lower number when standing on the scales won't actually make you any lighter.
Six and a half years later
3 years ago
3 comments:
Okay, so 300 grams not a problem. But I love the way the scales were consistent for Smoochy.
LOVE it! My daughter's default is "thirty-one", very decidedly so.... 31 is the answer to everything.
Thanks for stopping by my blog (via SITS), was pleasantly relieved to find some comedic relief on yours :)
oops sorry, just realised this is a shared blog so my last post will only make sense to Dee (from Downunder).. sorry ladies!
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