So....the Hubs locked the scale away for me. I appreciate him being supportive of me in that regard. Well yesterday I had a Dr. Appointment & on the way there I thought "if they weigh me I will look away or close my eyes" because I was determined to stick to the one week rule. I get to my appointment and they didn't weigh me. I was disappointed. Funny thing is I'm not sure if I was disappointed because I wanted to cheat & look or because I wanted to see if I "passed this test". I know I'm obsessed. I recognize this. So today I went to visit a friend and I had to take a pee (I know I'm oversharing). There in the bathroom was a scale....dum dum dum! But I was strong & didn't get on it. It's crazy how I rationalized it to myself by thinking, "you've never weighed on this scale. It could weigh you heavier and then you'll be sad." I went back to the bathroom but steered clear of that nasty scale. Super proud of myself but COME ON SUNDAY!