You know, I used to be a BIG time weighing scale enthusiast. Every day I’d look down in between my feet hoping that the weight loss fairies would grant me the glass slipper of fat loss.
I’d cry if I gained. I’d binge on workouts if I lost weight. And I’d hate it. Every time.
That was back when I counted calories, went to the gym for two plus hours every day, strictly scheduled meals and took what seemed to be every weight loss supplement I could get my hands on.
And that’s why the scale and I broke up (sort of).