Yuck

So I jumped out of bed this morning, all excited for my weigh in. I've been totally on point this week and I knew it.

And I lost 6 ounces.

6. freaking. ounces. I could lose 6 ounces by shaving my legs.

I don't know why this happened. In general, my body always follows weight loss rules. I do the work, I get results. I don't do the work, no results. Which means none of those weigh ins where you magically lose 5 pounds and you have no clue why. However, it also means that if I follow all the rules, I can always bank on at least a 2 pound loss per week. At least. This was not so this morning. I have worked out everyday for the past week for at least an hour, and stayed within my calorie range.

I still have 10 days until my TOM, I haven't eaten anything very salty or sodiumy (yes, I just made that word up), so I can't fathom what's going on.

I kind of think my scale's broken. I know you are probably thinking "Yeah, Sarah, whatever.", but I really kind of think it is. I've had it for literally 7 years, and the other day I accidentally dropped it on the hardwood floors. I also probably move it around too much. If my clothes weren't so much looser, and I didn't actually look thinner, I wouldn't think this. But I do, so I'm thinking I'm going to have to invest in a new scale.

I don't seem to be the only one having this problem. And there's nothing we can do. We can't give up, so I guess we just have to Keep on Keepin' On...

Hope everyone has a great weekend!