The scale keeps me honest. I’ll admit that I’m intimidated by it. It’s not so bad catching a glimpse of my reflection in a mirror or window. I can handle that because that woman isn’t really me, or so I’ve managed to convince myself. Yet, when I force myself to stand on a scale, I can’t explain away the numbers. Believe me, I’ve tried. Keeping track of my weight helps me to have fewer indulgent moments. Those times when I’ve done more munching than I should have, I work that much harder to resist future urges. I guess that’s why … Continue reading →