I'm fairly certain that this week's weigh-in is going to go badly for me; the best I can hope for is to maintain where I am, losing even one pound would require a miracle.
In other depressing news, I am entertaining a certain monthly visitor. She brought along bloating, cramps, a dull headache and a desire to eat everything that isn't nailed down. Unless it's healthy; she can pass on healthy stuff. In short, Aunt Flo is a terrible house quest.
In retaliation, I think I'll take her running tomorrow; she hates that.
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