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In Which Fatso Raises Her Hand…

… and admits:

I’m going to have gained a lot of weight this week. I’m thinking minimum 4lbs.

I’m not even over-exaggerating about this. I will probably hit the 400lb-mark again this week, because this week has been awful. Admittedly, it was that one bad day and then another few things I shouldn’t have had (a big bag of Doritos for one – why don’t they sell them in individual little bags in the supermarket? That’s all I want!) and I just.

I even missed my Spinning class this Sunday. I set my alarm before I went to sleep and my alarm didn’t go off. When I woke up, it was still set! I was FURIOUS.

Oh, god.

That face up there? That’s the face I’m making in my head at myself every day this week. I was so close to getting that third Silver ™ and now… now I’m not. Now I’m back to ‘LOSING’ that second Silver ™ (I think – probably. I’ve not weighed myself because I’m scared of seeing ERR on my scales) and I just.

Oy.

This coming week will be better. I will make it better.

Admittedly, I have no money for fruit, but… We’ll see. We’ll see what happens.

I just… I suppose I just have to hope and pray that the damage isn’t as bad as I think it is, that I’ve been good enough the rest of the week (Doritos not withstanding) to weigh-out some of the damage.

I really could kick myself.

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