I've got this thing about scales.

The ones you stand on, I mean. When I belonged to a gym I would weigh myself every time I was in the locker room. And I mean every time--before I changed, before I showered, if I had to run in during my workout to go to the bathroom. Back when I was staying with my parents for the month of January I was a little obsessed with their scale. My girlfriend and I don't have a scale in our house, but my parents do, it's in their bathroom. So whenever I was the only person upstairs I would go to their bathroom and weigh myself. I became fascinated with the fluctuations in my weight during the course of the day. My average day went something like this:

I wonder how much I weigh right when I wake up. I wonder how much I weigh after my morning pee. I wonder how much I weigh after I put my running clothes on. I wonder how much I weigh after I run. I wonder how much I weigh after I shower. I wonder how much I weigh after breakfast; after reading; before dinner; after dessert...You get my drift.

So it's probably a good thing we don't have a scale at home. I have no reason to believe that the novelty will ever wear off.

Right now I am helping out another group at work and in the cubicle next to mine there is a big scale. I think a few of the people must be on a diet or otherwise monitering their weight because there are four colored tabs marking four different weights on the scale. The two days I've been here, my days have gone like this:

I wonder how much I weigh when I first get in (with & without shoes). I wonder how much I weigh after my coffee. I wonder how much I weigh holding these 30 sheets of paper (with & without shoes). I wonder how much I weigh while this document is printing.