Hey you!
Some call you a scale, I call you my biggest adversary.
Stupid machine.
I would like to know why you are such an a**?
I work my butt off and I eat really well.
I think I am doing great.
But when I step on you in confidence of my efforts, you just kick me down.
Why scale? Why?
...
Why do I even care what your digital screen flashes?
What does that dang number even represent?
Weight...
A measurement of mass in pounds.
That is it.
You can't tell me anything else.
You can't measure my value as a human being...
You have no other purpose.
Really you are just a taunting device in my bathroom.
I will not let you provoke me any longer.
So I guess it is time for you to get with my program scale.
I am going to keep doing me whether you like it or not.
Taunt me, tease me, mock me.... Whatever...
But I will beat you!
One day you will flash on that little screen what I want to see.
And that day I will tell you "I told you so"!
So F U scale!
In the end all that will matter is that I dared to strive for a goal and I never gave up till I succeeded.

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