Warning: This post is every bit as sad as it his hilarious, and every bit as embarrassing as it is depressing.
I'm staring at this stupid board of plastic and circuitry, blankly drilling my eyes into the bright blue LED screen where it's supposed to display my weight.
Supposed to.
Last time I started this diet, I was around 430 lbs and was able to get down to about 320 or so. 110 pounds of loss is pretty good, but it wasn't enough. When what happened happened and I began the all-too-quick climb back up in weight, I figured I'd stop roughly somewhere around the place I was when I started.
So, when I find myself standing on this brand new scale I bought, a scale that goes up to 440 lbs, I expect it to be more than able to tell me my weight.
But when I stare down at this stupid machine, hollow eyes reading the display again and again, I don't see numbers but letters.
ERR
I officially weigh more than 440 lbs, and that is equal parts terrifying and mortifying.
This should really inspire me to diet all the harder to lose weight all the faster, so I can proudly stand on that scale and declare loudly in my kitchen, "FUCK YOU, SCALE!"
But I'd be lying if I said it doesn't really bum me out.
Still, I always knew this would be a long and arduous journey. Now, it's just a little bit longer and a little but more arduous.
Sigh.
Oh, but at least now you've got some wiggle room: as long as it reads ERR you weigh 441 lbs. As soon as you're down to 400, you can walk around saying "I have lost approximately FIVE HUNDRED POUNDS!" And people will be like "damn son, you are a machine."
ReplyDelete"Long is the way, and hard, that out of hell leads up to light"
ReplyDeleteI know its frustrating to see that, but you should focus on where you want to be, and its not the weight that you at now. you at least have your first goal of getting some numbers on that bastard
I like what Ruby said :D
ReplyDeleteI like what everyone said. ^_^
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