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Day 12 - Checking in

I'm doing okay still. Haven't fallen off the detox wagon, and I still haven't found the scale. The truth is I haven't looked for it, I doubt there are too many places in our small flat that he could have hid it, but I'm not that desperate.

I really would like to know today how I'm doing, but I guess tomorrow morning will be a surprise as I have no idea what to expect.

I'm apprehensive about it, but if this is how it has to be... then so be it.

I'm on my way out the door in the dark hours of the morning to go to work.

Comments

CheekyMoo said…
I am impressed. I just don't think I could be that disciplined. I still weigh daily, but I think it really keeps me on track. I try not to get too stressed with the up and down. I'm always impressed when I read something like this. I think I'd tear the place apart! Good luck tomorrow.
1:45 pm
Denise said…
You can do it...put that naughty scale out of your mind and just focus on your body and how you're feeling. I'm so proud of you - you're so close to goal!!!
2:49 pm
Argy said…
I'm proud for your patience and commitment!
3:15 pm
Wenchy said…
I've not won that particular scale fight yet...
9:04 pm
Anonymous said…
I am so happy to have found your blog. I too am on a journey of releasing fat and I feel so inspired by reading about others successes. Thanks for sharing!
6:00 am
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