It’s that time of week again. The day that I wake up first thing in the morning with my baby, take a quick trip to the bathroom, and stand on the Wii Fit to weigh-in (while trying to keep my son from crawling all over the balance board and throwing off the weigh-in).
I did the same thing this morning. Woke up. Lightened up the bladder a little bit. Pulled out the Wii Balance Board and giggled with my son as I tried to show him something more interesting than the scale. I stood with my feet in the center of the board and stared straight ahead of me, trying to keep my center of gravity exact.
This morning, I was putting more weight on my right foot, but by only a percent or two, so I wasn’t too concerned when the Wii Fit told me that I needed to strengthen my abs so that I wouldn’t be off-balanced.
Finally the Wii decided to show me how my weight compared with last week’s. As the scale crept up, I eagerly anticipated an exciting week. Last week, I only lost a pound, so I hoped that I would see a big number this week.
