My bathroom scales died Whaaaa.
My bathroom scales under my bathroom sink died when the pipeline broke in my apt. under my sink. Thank goodness I live on the bottom floor. My bathroom scales got waterlogged and now I need to go buy a new one. Whaaaa!! I guess I should have wrapped it up in a ton of bubble wrap or something. I wasn't very good about weighing myself anyway. I am now in debt above my eyeballs and I still need to buy a new one. I did buy a 3 lb. weight, and will probably buy another one eventually, and start exercising on my new yoga mat. I have the Red Exercise Chair (You may know what it is.) I subscribed earlier to Fitness magazine and took out all of the exercise notes and combined them from each of the magazines I received. It's really hard for me to get up and down off of the floor. I can't do full sit ups because I had surgery on my back as a youngster. My phs. ed. teacher must not have believed me. I learned how to do a different exercise to help me though to do about the same thing that should help me. Lie on my back and suck in my gut and lift my feet in the air not too far from the floor and do scissor cuts with my legs. It's supposed to help tighten the abs. My upper gut is huge and I have that awful tire around my middle. I want get another scale. I want to use my daughters gym equipment too. I have a video that goes with my exercise chair too. I probably should have my Dr. suggest exercises I can and should do. I have osteo athritis in my neck, and sciatica. So heavy lifting even taking out trash bags of cat littler is stressful. I take other meds. too. Now I have a reaction to them called tardive. My hands shake uncontrollably. I gotta go, my neighbor wants me over. Bye. ~ From, momknowsbest690.