My Relationship with My Scale

I'm accountant.  I like to analyze everything.  Even my weight.  I have 3 scales.  Yes, that's right 3 scales.

Scale #1 - needs to go in the trash.  It doesn't work anymore.

Scale #2 - I use this scale sometimes 3 times a day.  When I use it I have to weigh myself about 3 or 4 times because the number changes each time I get on it.  So if you do that math--I step on a scale 12 times a day.  I know that's not healthy.

Scale #3 - My brand new body fat scale that I received for Christmas.  This is the accurate scale in the house but I keep it put up so the kids don't break it.  (That's funny-I just realized I asked for a scale for Christmas.)

I know that my mood changes with the number on the scale.  I also know that weighing everyday is not an accurate measure due to water weight, food weight, that time of the month, etc.  I also know that body fat is the only number that matters-not weight.  I know that using an inaccurate scale is even worse.  I know all of these things and I have continued to weigh myself.....

Until my trainer found out about my secret scale addition.  I have been instructed to bring her my scales or get them put away out of my reach.  The scales are put away now! 

Update:  The first 3 days were "weird."  It's such a habit.  It's part of my day, my routine.  The next few days I didn't think about it everyday, only a few times randomly.  After over-eating the last few weekends I have wanted to get the scale out & just see how "bad" it is.  I could try to sneak a weigh-in when my husband isn't looking.  But I haven't.  I can't.  I can't lie to those around me or myself.   

But I do wonder what that number is...