Is my Scale Broken...?

I’ve made it part of my weekly routine to go to the school gym every Tuesday and Thursday. I think it’s been three weeks now and its going pretty good. I go after all my classes at noon on Tuesday and during a two hour spare on Thursday. It feels good to be doing my kilometres again; I’ve been trying to run for at least 40 minutes every time I go. I don’t really mind the gym either since its free and full of students, I usually HATE gyms, especially the big business conglomerate ones that look at you like a dollar sign. I once dropped into a world health club to ask some questions and made the mistake of giving them my phone number. I couldn’t believe it when I started getting weekly phone calls hassling me.

I weighed myself for the first time in maybe three months and was surprised to find I’ve gained 20 pounds. Three months ago I was at about 170 which has been my weight for as long as I can remember. All my life I’ve never fluctuated by more than a couple pounds, so I was really surprised to see so much change in such a short amount of time. I have no idea where it’s gone though, I don’t really notice a change in size, maybe I’m getting denser. Anyways, I’m pretty stoked about being a solid 190 pounds now, so long as my waist line isn’t increasing.

The other day I was super setting sit-ups (on an incline bench with some weights) with some push-ups when I got some attention. I do all my push-ups on my fingertips because it’s easier on my wrists and because it strengthens the fingers, anyway, I was banging out my set of push-ups when I heard someone nearby whisper,

“Dude watch this guy do like 100 push-ups on his fingers.”

This comment gave me the motivation do an extra 10 push-ups on top of the usual, I burnt out at 85 though, it would have been awesome to have actually made 100. That comment made my day and I walked around smiling for the remainder of my classes.