Dear Scale
Let me try to explain something to you. I am doing my level damndest to lose weight. I am walking every day (even when it is chilly/ drizzling/ I would really like to spend additional quality time in bed/ on the couch). I am eating what I should (even when chips/cookies/ REAL ICE CREAM BEN AND JERRY'S PLEASE!!! sounds like a better option). I do this, not because I enjoy it but because I thought we had a deal- if I did those things, you would respond with weights that go down, at something that resembles a steady rate,
But it seems that we have a problem, a misunderstanding so to speak. You see, I have been holding up my end of the bargain. I have walked farther every week, and am walking 15 minutes longer than when I started. I eat lots of things I don't feel like eating, but which are the right decision. You have chosen to reward this hard work toward a changed life with losses of .2, .4, and 2.4- only the last of which is truly acceptable. However, this week, you have taken your hurtful behavior to a new level- a GAIN! You mean to tell me after all I did this week, THAT is your opinion?!? WTF?!?
And so my gloves come off. It is clear that you do not want to play fair. Your opinions are not to be trusted. You are not a partner in this journey, but an adversary that I must conquer. And so I say to you, in the words of the wonderful Garfield- you are a LIAR!!!!
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