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Last time I weighed myself was August 24th. It’s so long ago, I had to look at the calendar to remember the exact date. I don’t even remember what my weight was, but I know it was somewhere around 365 or 362.
I stop weighing myself not for lack of motivation, but because my scale broke. It broke in an odd way because it still works for my girlfriend who weighs around 125 lbs, but for me it gives a reading of 0.0 lbs.
So we decided to look around for a new scale and it wasn’t easy to find one here in Montreal that will register more then 330 lbs. So I decided to look on the net and I found one at a reasonable price that calculates body fat percentage and weight up to 440 lbs. I though it would be perfect.
I couldn’t have been more wrong. It turned into a complete nightmare. To resume the facts: I ordered the scale on August 25th and finally received one in good working order yesterday, September 22nd. The first one (sent by express post at my cost) arrived on August 26th. It was broken and I had to send it back at my own expense, can you believe that? The scale company said that I should complain to UPS for delivering me the broken scale, it was ridiculous. I ended up paying $88 in shipping for a $69 scale.
So after almost four weeks the scale finally arrived. I didn’t want to step on the scale last night because I usually weigh myself in the morning and frankly I wasn’t very excited because I haven’t been doing much exercise and I’ve been straying from my diet. I’ve been eating some sweets here and there. I haven’t been cheating a lot, but without the scale I had no proof that I was still losing weight….
When I woke up today I hesitated a little bit but for some reason I mustered up the courage to end my misery and confront the scale. One thing I knew was that the longer I avoided it , the worse the situation would become. I was just praying that I wouldn’t be more than 370 lbs.
When I stepped on the scale, a lot of things passed through my head and I started to remember all the bad choices I’ve made over the past few weeks and I was pretty scared of what I would see. When I looked down and saw 354.8 I was SHOCKED. My girlfriend even asked me to step on the scale again and I got the same result. I looked through the window and for some reason the sun felt to me a little bit shinier today. 
Cross-posted to minimizeme.tv
