(I am SO glad I have photographic evidence so y'all don't think I'm hallucinating.)
I took a photo for the final day of the challenge yesterday:
A perfectly respectable 216, considering that I was nearly 224 last week.
Then this morning, I stepped on the scale and saw this:
What the [bleep]? 207.2? Where did over 8 pounds go since yesterday? I stepped off and on about 8 times to see if it would change if I put my feet in different places or whatnot. Nope - 207.2 every time.
That's impossible, right? My scale has to be broken.
I wish I had some time to run by the surgeon's office and weigh this morning, but I have to be at work (45 minutes away) at 8:00 AM because I have an appointment this evening.