As I've posted on a number of occasions, I've not been one to 'weigh in' on a regular basis.
In fact, up until about a week ago, I'd only checked on my numerical progress on three or four occasions in the nine months since my sleeving.
Each time I checked, I was pleased with my progress.
At no time did I ever feel that I'd failed or that I was doing poorly.
Even now, I'm more than happy with my progress and am in no way regretting the choice I made.
However...
Something happened last week that I can't explain.
For some reason, I became someone I thought I'd never become.
Someone I'd not been able to understand..
Someone completely foreign to me...
Last week, I became a scale watcher!!!
There, I've said it...
It's out there now and I can't take it back..
Won't take it back!!
Ladies and gentleman, my name is Jason and I now weigh myself EVERY DAY!!!
Now, I'm hoping that it's just a passing phase..
I'm hoping that once I pass the milestone that I'm fast coming up on (it's a pretty major milestone), I'll go back to the cool, calm, rational quarterly weigh in kinda guy that I was up until last week.
I'm hoping that the insatiable desire to know my weight (or at least the weight I've lost) will be quenched upon the passing of this mark..
Alas, that's all yet to be decided..
For now it seems I must resign myself to the daily (or twice daily) check ins to which I've recently become accustomed.
Here endeth my rant...
Thanx for your time...
KindaFamiliar