One more thing I couldn't do without my iPhone: Lose It!

I didn't want an iPhone. When they came out, despite being a Mac fan, there was a certain amount of scoffing on my part. I had been excited when I bought my Razr when those were the hot new thing, and would supposedly be able to check email and get directions on my phone.  That. Never. Worked.

So I said of the iPhone, and I quote, "I will never buy another phone that supposedly does more than place calls again." (This kind of forward thinking is why I'm not making money in the stock market). 

But then I came home from overseas, and my T-mobile contract was up, and MJ talked me into an iPhone anyway, because he's good like that.  And because I have little to no self control, which brings me to the eightieth thing I now NEED my iPhone for, besides e-mail and directions and reading e-books and checking Facebook and Lemondrop and web-surfing:

Dieting.

I have long gone back and forth on the subject of dieting. I generally feel pretty good about my body (except for those third Tuesdays where I sit at my desk in the office and genuinely believe I can feel my butt squishing beneath me and spreading outwards).  But... I was 122 pounds when I graduated high school. I was 122 pounds when I graduated college. It is hard for me to believe that, five short years later, there's a reason why I need to be 144 pounds.  I was actually fine in my 130's, but then I made the mistake of stepping on a scale, and there was a panic attack about that number 144.  Not because 144 is inherently bad, but because I was picturing the panic attack that would come later if I kept doing whatever it is I've been doing.

Enter the iPhone Lose It! app.  I hear the calorie counters at The Daily Plate and SparkPeople are awesome, but, well, I always have my iPhone.  I enter my exercise for the day (a la my heart rate monitor, another essential gadget in my world) and my calories.  In order to lose a pound a week, I'm trying to stay at 1500 calories net for each day.  So far (i.e., the last week and a half), that's been quite easy to do.

The screen for it on my phone looks like this:

And I derive a childish (or perhaps OCD) pleasure from searching through each category and adding my foods and exercise.  Because honestly? If I'm getting no amusement from it, I'm probably not going to manage this whole "weight loss" thing.

Now I need another piece of high tech gear: a scale. That's one thing I think the iPhone can't do for me.