Stepping on the bathroom scale this morning, I was incredulous of the 3-digits that materialized in the window. I’m 6.5 lbs. heavier than anticipated, 9 lbs. more than two weeks ago. This cookie, tart and chocolate cake tasting is overtaking my inadequate exercise regimen, to my detriment.
A stuffy nose and warming fever have been my companions since Tuesday evening. In consequence, my insatiable appetite has abandoned me for the moment. My bathroom scale is finally tipping the other direction after my astonishing and obdurate weight gain (2 months ago!) in Italy. Four pounds gone and 3.5 to go – I hope this is good riddance permanently.