Screwed up scales

My bathroom scale is out of batteries so I've had to use mom's age old digital one. It might tell a thing or two that it was made in West Germany... So the veteran scales told me I weigh 87kg - fuck. Then I found one with the pointer and numbers and shit (for some reason I trust those more anyway), and that told me I was somewhere in between  83 and 84 kilos. I kind of want to think the latter scales are right but I can't be sure and it's really bugging me. :/

Yesterday I ate like a pig, by the way (again). Somewhere a bit over a thousand calories I think. I did walk for a couple of hours though so maybe it's not too bad. Today I'm determined to do better. I have four mugs of hot coffee waiting for me, and there's no one home yet - aka no one to tell me to eat. And even if they do, I can take a small portion and just drink a lot of water to fill myself up.

I can fucking do this.
Feeling all good and strong right now! o/

 (They needed to photoshop her healthier looking instead of thinner... Which in a way is really cool imo. Tells that maybe something is changing in the fashion world after all. Some years ago the picture on the left would have been totally alright.)