Mini Victory / What was I thinking?

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I've posted before that I am a compulsive weigher. I used to step on

the scale three times a day at least. I shoved it in the closet last

week and have been doing rather well, but this morning the urge was too

strong and I gave in. It's so humid here right now and I know this

makes me retain water like fury, so why I *had* to weigh today I'll

never know. Of course, I the number on the scale was higher than I

thought it should be.

Usually this number would be enough to send me screaming back to Weight

Watchers checkbook in hand. This time my first thought was that I

should probably try to get some activity in and keep myself properly

hydrated in so I feel less bloated. I think that is progress!

And the scale? Back in the closet. Under things this time.