Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

I've been watching what I eat and losing weight, and struggling with the message on the scale:  I'm up a pound, down a pound, but can't get under the next 10 pound mark.  It's not a mystery.  When the scale says up I've stretched my foods to the limit, and when it's down I've been careful.  Today I got down from this plateau or mesa or whatever and it felt like a miracle of biblical proportions.  But really, it's not giving up, and knowing that even though my tests were great on my annual a couple of weeks ago, I need to lose more for my heart, blood sugar levels, knees and hips.  I've got 15 more pounds to get to the top of my BMI weight.  It will take until the fall or longer, and maybe that is a good thing, as I need to eat this healthily for the rest of my life.  Scales talk, and mine has been saying common sense whisperings in my ear.  I've mostly stopped the magic and superstition and wishing, and now see the relation between eating and weight.  My scale woke me up!