Tony has a great post about the scale today. I don't know if I am that brave. There have been times in my life when I have not owned a scale. I may have even pitched one off the roof of my dorm in college.... For the moment though I need to have one.
Mine said 157.4 this am. See, water weight. The body is so bizarre. It's amazing that after all this time the scale can still influence my mood. I wasn't feeling particularly thin over the weekend... But last night I was hanging a mirror in my bathroom and I had to stop and look. I mean really look at myself because I didn't recognize what I saw. My house is covered with mirrors, all vintage or antique, with crazing and chips but they are part of my success. You must know what you look like, but mostly I know what I look like from the front. What caught me off guard was the angle that I was looking at myself, sort of from the back and the side. I was tiny.
I'll admit to being glad that the scale reinforced that thought this morning.