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The dreaded day

Weigh-in has arrived. The truth will happen in 2 hours time. I'm up because I've been waking up early lately, and it is so hot the air is sucking my will to live. It is only 7:30 but our place heats up like an oven and never cools down.

Anyway, I was thinking of using the no-weigh card, but I know how silly that is. I am just going to face the music. If I gained it can't be that much, it may not add up to a whole pound.

I still can't believe the Mexican food and dessert from that night could solely be responsible for this. I exercised every single day this week to combat it, and wasn't successful.

Last night I ate breakfast for dinner, but it was out and I was dumb. I forgot to ask for no butter on the toast, and for them to poach the eggs. The bacon was slightly fatty, but I cut the fat off. But all and all I was just about 2 points over on the day and the morning walk should have helped with that.

Seems I am relying too much on my exercise to make up the difference for my food sins.

How much fat was really in that Mexican meal??

If I were to use the no-weigh card I wouldn't be taking responsibility for my gain and even though the number won't be written down, I'll know. And knowing really is half the battle. Maybe this will finally teach me a lesson.

I know it is okay to have a free day now and then when you don't worry about the points of foods. I know that there was nothing wrong with eating Mexican, but if I want to reach my goal by the end of March I need to be very serious about this. Much more serious than I have been. I could have ordered an entre instead of a main meal. I didn't need the alcohol and the dessert. I choose what goes in my mouth.

I am totally obsessing about this weigh-in. It is time I get over it and get on with next week. I should post the results later today.

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