The scale is lying!
Saturday, September 17, 2011
For the past 7 or so weeks I've been very active, trying to get by rear back in to shape after being out since February due to a knee injury and foot surgery. As I have rested on the sofa enjoying a mix of physical therapy, ice cream therapy and rest, the pounds have slowly crept back on.
When my knee injury happened, I was in the middle of a half marathon and was running a high (for me) weekly mileage to prepare for the race. Then I went to - zero - activity which I remained at until June when I did my first mile with my best friends.
Since then I've slowly increased the miles. Maybe at too slow of a pace, but I really don't want to the knee to flare up again. I'm doing 6 miles this weekend.
Since the 'fluff' was coming back on, I've started riding my stationary bike and also signed up for boot camp as of August. I love boot camp, while the exercise is hard, the instructor is great and the group of people is wonderful. I thought rather than running several times per week, I would add in boot camp and decrease my running miles so that I hopefully can avoid aggravating my knee so much.
After running, biking and participating in boot camp for a month, my clothes are beginning to fit better and I was convinced that the pounds were coming off. I've been weighing in on Monday mornings. I've lost 5 lbs and then some has added back on, but I thought that it could just be water retention and life in general - no big reason for concern and I keep working along. After all the scale is just a number and the fact that things are fitting better then I should be on the right track.
The scale, which should really be the subject of this blog, is about 8 years old and not great but it has always done what it is supposed to do. After you tell it if you are a man or woman and how tall you are, in return, it will estimate the BMI and give you your weight. It also has a 'normal', 'over' and 'under' indicators for your BMI. My BMI while most of the time is in the normal range, sometimes goes in to the 'over' area. I take the whole thing with a shrug, because I know it's not that far off and I'm close to where I need to be in weight, I'm very active and have a normal frame.
Because the scale is digital, my kids sometimes mess with it. I finally decided to fix my age, because my darling children took 7 years off how old I really am on the scale. They are so sweet :)
Well, I changed the age to a more realistic number and my BMI went from 21 to 31! What?! I don't think so. Now I'm eyeballing the thing and I don't trust it for a minute! All these hours of boot camp and I'm suddenly at a BMI of 31. The garbage can awaits you, dear scale. I don't think so. Maybe I've lost weight too, not gained according to the scale of shame in my bathroom. Grrr.