Weighing myself is like...Russian Roulette

So - I had this uber funny though. I was listening to "Russian Roulette" by Rhianna as I was working out yesterday and thinking about the lyrics (I was doing the Vertical Bench so I had to go to my "happy place" or focus on something else) and I felt....OMG - It so feels the same way as when I'm weighing myself in on those archaic scales (the sliding ones - who uses those these days?) and moving the weights along the scale - begging, pleading that it doesn't pass 130 lbs as it goes by...Check out the lyrics below (I also made some substitutions...)...

Imagine I am walking towards the scales for a weigh-in....

Take a breath, take it deep
Calm yourself, the scale says to me
If you play, you play for keeps
Step on the scale, and count to three
I’m sweating now, moving slow
No time to think, my turn to go

And you can see my heart beating
You can see it through my chest
And I’m terrified but I’m not leaving
Know that I must must pass this test
So just step on the scales now....

Say a prayer to yourself
He says close your eyes
Sometimes it helps
And then I get a scary thought
What if I've gained weight, and not lost?

(Chorus)

As my life flashes before my eyes
I’m wondering will I lose weight?
So many pounds still to lose...
But it’s too late, damn, I already ate...

(Chorus)

*LOL* Isn't this funny and sad at the same time?

And I did feel this way as I weighted myself last night and lo behold, I'm back at the 132 lbs I started with. I wanted to kick something (Did I mention I'm PMSing too?)...I kept my dignity in check and walked out of the gym with my head held high.

No more weigh-ins...it is too traumatic....