Today I had a physical exam. As the nurse was doing the pre-exam routine she asked me to step on the scale. I removed my shoes, stepped up there and automatically began to say….
“You can move the big one to the 200.”
I no sooner thought this, and began to say it, when I caught myself. I don’t weigh 200 anything and I haven’t in over a year.
Isn’t that interesting? My instinct was to think I was large, but then I realized I’m not that big anymore.
It was a very small, yet great big wonderful feeling. Somehow I felt thin, or thinner at least. Because I wasn’t even close to 200.
Even better was seeing that my weight at the doctor’s office in the middle of the afternoon was a clean 186 . 0 lbs. I seriously expected it to be a lot more than my home scale and it wasn’t at all. whew!
Anyway, I thought that was an interesting reaction to the scale after all this time. G’nite!