Meet my new scale! He arrived last week, and it's just amazing how quickly we established our love/hate relationship. For instance, you may notice that he puts me at 5 pounds over my last weigh-in, the little scamp. I thought maybe if I gave him some time to adjust to his new surroundings he would calm down a bit, but it seems that this is just his normal personality and I need to learn to live with it.
In all seriousness, I'm certain that I haven't gained 5 pounds, and that my old scale was just inaccurate. My visit to the doctor last week confirmed I've lost 8 from my starting weight on their scale, and this guy is dead on with theirs. So while I've actually lost 3 pounds since my last home weigh-in, I've accepted that I need to record a weigh-in that has me gaining 5 pounds so I can track it accurately from here on out. Sigh...
On the love side, this little guy also tracks body fat%, muscle mass%, water%, and bone density%. And he told me that I'm now at 47% body fat, which means I dropped under 50% fat! So he's redeemed himself. Somewhat.
(Please ignore my desperately-in-need-of-a-pedicure-toes. Seriously, I know it's bad, and I'm meaning to get to it as soon as I learn how to make time stand still.)
