Monday, February 04, 2008

Down down down

I have avoided scales for the better part of thirty six years. They never told me what I wanted to know. When I was younger, I was too thin. I could never gain a pound. When I stopped being young, I was too heavy. It refused to drop for me.

And now, beyond the one-third point in my life, I find myself approaching the scale once a week. And the more it drops, the more my thoughts drift to it.

208 this week. Down by seven pounds in three weeks.

Approaching the one-third point of my goal.

It took long enough. But the scale is finally saying what I like to hear: down down down.
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