why I love the needle

First, I take off all of my clothes.
This is serious business.

Then I step on and step off to make certain that it is dead center.

I lean over and nudge the dial this way or that. 
Get back on and step off to see if it is where I want it to be.

Finally satisfied, I step on and very careful watch to see where it ends up. 
If it is to the right, I'm satisfied.  At times, elated.

If it is to the left, I'm disappointed.  Sometimes exasperated.

What in the world am I talking about?  The needle on the scales!  I was thinking about it this morning, how much I like the needle over digital.  With digital, it isn't subjective.  Oh, I suppose you could lean this way or that and cause it to fluctuate a bit.

I like it when the needle is "hovering" towards that next pound...just a little between one line and the next. 

Last night I went to a university event at a local winery.  For the first time ever, I visited the winery and didn't have an ounce of wine.  Insane!  They had a very healthy spread of fruit, veggies, cheese and chicken.  I ate, hurried home to change and hit the Y.  I did seven miles, six on the elliptical and one on the track.  In the process, I hit the highest reading I've had thus far on my pedometer. 

When the needle is heading in the right direction (that is the left)...I love it!