some kind of milestone
We just reached some sort of milestone. It wasn't a good one.
I went to the doctor this past Friday. There wasn't anything specifically wrong -- I just wanted a checkup, maybe a physical because I'd like to start exercising, and I wanted to address a few ongoing-yet-relatively-minor issues like headaches, chronic allergies, and so on.
As a matter of course, I stepped on the doctor-style scale ...
... only to learn that every scale I had stepped on in the last 6 or so months had lied to me.
I weigh over 300 pounds. With clothes and shoes, to be sure. But still. This is not good.
I am neither happy nor comfortable about this.
And I was going to write about something else -- horrors, two posts in one day! But I can't remember what it was to be about. Oh well. That's what I get for running on 4 hours' sleep. (this was not by design.)
I went to the doctor this past Friday. There wasn't anything specifically wrong -- I just wanted a checkup, maybe a physical because I'd like to start exercising, and I wanted to address a few ongoing-yet-relatively-minor issues like headaches, chronic allergies, and so on.
As a matter of course, I stepped on the doctor-style scale ...
... only to learn that every scale I had stepped on in the last 6 or so months had lied to me.
I weigh over 300 pounds. With clothes and shoes, to be sure. But still. This is not good.
I am neither happy nor comfortable about this.
And I was going to write about something else -- horrors, two posts in one day! But I can't remember what it was to be about. Oh well. That's what I get for running on 4 hours' sleep. (this was not by design.)