Thursday, April 15, 2010

a little clarification


Just to be perfectly clear, I do not weigh 138 pounds.

I am 5'11'. The average (or acceptable or healthy or whatever you want to call it) weight for my height is 155-175 pounds. I'm not going to say whether or not that's where I am right now, but I don't weigh 138 pounds. Holy moly.

As I was getting ready for bed tonight (meaning checking my email and stuff one last time), I noticed a few comments on the previous post that I hadn't read yet. Then I went back and read the post again. Plus, I like to look at that picture of my feet. I think it might be one of my favorite pictures of myself ever (even if it is a picture of my freaky finger toes). I never thought I'd see that number on a scale that I was standing on ever again.

I'm not even really sure I saw that number in 10th grade (or 9th or whatever). I do know that I weighed 128 pounds in 8th grade. (Why I remember that, I have no clue. I'm just good at remembering numbers sometimes). That was when I was 5'8'' and puberty had not done evil horrible things to me yet. I was just guessing on the 10th or 9th grade thing since that's when puberty did start doing evil horrible things to me.

When I re-read the post, I was a little worried that the first sentence of the p.s. part sounded a bit like I was saying, "Wow! I am so happy that I weigh 138 pounds again! I haven't seen that number on a scale I was standing on since 10th (or maybe 9th) grade!"

That's not what I was saying. What I really meant was, "Wow! There's 138! I haven't seen that number since 10th (or maybe 9th) grade and I'm pretty sure I won't ever see it again unless I'm standing on the scale when it's on carpet." Does that make sense?

The digital scale only reads accurately when it's on a hard, flat surface. I usually weigh myself on the tile floor in the bathroom. I brought the scale into my bedroom because it has better natural lighting at 7:00 in the morning. My initial plan, after weighing myself in the bathroom this morning and then being so excited to see my drivers license weight that I knew I must share it with all my friends and family (and a few strangers), was to take a picture and then just blur out the number. I like to have a picture along with my words but no way was I going to tell my actual weight on here. That's all.

When I got on the scale in my bedroom and saw 138 pounds, I was beyond thrilled that I had lost even more weight on the way from the bathroom by Danny's room to my bedroom. Woo hoo! Then I remembered that the carpet isn't exactly a flat surface and it was just absorbing some poundage (a lot of poundage) and not letting the scale read properly. It was nice to see that little number though.

Plus, who writes down a number that doesn't end in a zero or a five as their drivers license weight? You round down, right? Or in my case, way down. You don't write down a number ending in an eight. Or do you? I don't.

This little clarification was probably totally unnecessary. I just can't go to bed in good conscience feeling like I've misled anyone into being more jealous of me than necessary (because I'm thoughtful like that).

Plus, I can't go to bed with all the snoring Dan's doing anyway.

I feel much better now. Thanks for listening (or reading or whatever).

Now, who wants to come with me to get a pedi? My treat.

4 comments:

Judy said...

oh i'm dumb. and i want a pedi.

Christina said...

This clarification made me laugh. I really was thinking "that is only xx pounds more than me and I'm a foot shorter than Cathy. I've got work to do." Yes, I need to pull my scale onto the carpet sometimes for a little ego boost. And I'll go dutch on the pedis, but I'm needing one in a bad way.

Cathy said...

Ok. Judy, Christina and I are all going to get a pedi together very soon. Anyone else?

Colorado Kid said...

I almost wrote that I was going to weigh myself on the carpet. But, I have no scale, so it would've been a lie.

I'm Dutch. I don't dare get a pedi because I am pretty sure I would kick the little gal smack dab in the mouth if she touched my feet. And they are hideous.