Jesus I haven’t seen that number for a long time.
Maybe the scales is wonky. I step off, pick it up, shake it (you will note that I have technical proficiency in spades) switch it off and back on, give it another shake just in case the first one wasn’t quite enough and place it carefully back on the floor making sure that it’s level and reset correctly.
Ok it says 0.00 before I step up. There it is again 65. Holy shit the last time I was this light I was running like….I can’t think of any funny simile so let’s just say I was running well. Really well. I was also biking well uphill but not so good on the flat.
The problem with the number this time is that it’s not as a result of a savage training and strict nutritional regime. It’s mostly the result of having a stomach bug that’s dragged on for a couple of weeks.
Still, I look down at my stomach and think that if I squint just a little bit I can see one or two bits of a six pack starting to peep through. Or maybe that’s just a couple of wrinkles…If only I’d actually done all of those crunches and planks I’d planned on…