My fears were well founded. I went to the doctor yesterday afternoon and as usual the first thing the nurse asked me to do was climb on the scale. I knew it was going to be bad. All the cards were stacked against me: all of my other appointments have been in the morning, a HUGE lunch with dessert, double the amount of clothes thanks to the crazy weather, and it wasn't the scale in room 4 (which runs 2-3 lbs. lighter than all of the other scales in the office). So I watched as the weight went higher and higher, finally landing TEN POUNDS above where it had been a week earlier. Thank goodness there are only 2 weeks to go.
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