I really like facts and figures. A lot. I like to see a table, with scientifically-backed numbers. I like a good pie chart. Therefore, when trying to figure out why my weight went up seven-tenths of a pound this week after two weeks with solid one pound or more losses, I went to the numbers to see what I need to tweak.

Apparently, I need to cheat more and eat more crap.

That's right, I actually ate almost 500 more calories over the two previous weeks than I did this past week. I also walked fewer steps, spent less time on the rowing machine and generally just did "worse."

So that will never make sense to me.

It's less than a pound, so I'm not going to die, but eating more to lose has never made sense to me. Also, I did eat a carb this week on no-carb Monday, so I would also like to blame it on that. 

But it's not that. It's just life.

And that stupid My Fitness Pal app that gives me false hope with its overly optimistic weight loss estimate every day. Yeah. Down 10 pounds in five weeks. That's totally happening. 

Liar. 

I may also need to work on my attitude. A bit.