294
It happened in August.
294, it read.
I blink,
my eyes needing to focus.
The numbers don’t budge.
My heart drops
easily into my stomach.
I feel sick.
The scale says something
I do not feel.
The scale says something
I do not believe
The scale says something
I do not wish to know.
But now I do.
So what do I do?
I begin to work out.
I begin to eat better,
Healthier,
Start to sweat.
And it feels so good.
I say goodbye to 294,
leaving it alone that month.
And I say hello to a new me.