It’s another weigh in day. The scale waits. One thing this scale checks for is water composition. I always show as low, but I don’t seem to affect it. Supposedly, I need more water. I don’t know how to get that changed except by drinking more water. I don’t know if that’s important. The fat percent is what’s important. And of course the dreaded poundage is what decides if I’m a loser or a gainer.
Losing weight is good. It’s the only time you want to be a loser. Like the TV reality program The Biggest Loser, the winner is the loser who lost the most, thus the biggest loser. I really don’t like the term loser. My synonym checker says a loser is an underdog, a failure, an also-ran, a dud, and a has-been. None of those terms are any better.
The loser is always compared negatively to the winner. Today in children’s sports, they are trying to get away from winners and losers. Everyone is a participator. Everyone gets a participation trophy. I have mixed thoughts about that. For kids, it helps them to get started by rewarding their participation. Later in life, especially in sports, they will find there are winners and there are losers. When they look for a job, there will be winners and losers.
When it comes to weight, losing is winning. People always ask, “How much have you lost?” Maybe we should be losters. I lost weight today so I’m a loster. Course my spell checker wants to know what I think I’m doing. There is no such word. Well maybe there should be. I could be the “loster of the month”.
I know it probably won’t catch on. But it’s better than loser don’t you think?