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I need to apologize.....

To all of you who read my blog pretty regularly, I need to say I'm sorry.

I realize that my last post revealed a side of me that I don't like. I don't like obsessing over my weight, and normally I don't. I became really freaked out because of the huge gain over the vacation weekend, and that's the price I chose to pay.

I also got a little weird since I cannot figure out why my body seems to be revolting against my chosen goal weight. My doctor gave that figure based on his advice and counsel and based on his treatment of me over the years. And for some unknown reason, my body seems to be saying, "Mmmmmm -- let me think. No. I like about 3 pounds higher." My body might but my mind and my will do not.

I do want to say that under normal circumstances, I do not obsess that much. And I am truly, truly sorry that I even gave the impression or hinted that I do this every single time, every day, or many times a day........ Believe me, I do not; this situation was an oddity.

Mea culpa, mea culpa, mea maxima culpa.

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Accidental Outdoorswoman said…
Honey, if three pounds is all you are obsessing over for what, 15 minutes?, you are fine. You should have lived with me when it took me a YEAR to lose the last 10 pounds. When I did, I bought the new size of jeans and wore the damned size tag like a brooch when I went out to the clubs that I really NEEDED those 10n pounds. It will happen - just not right now. xxxxxxxxxxxx moonbeams
10:46 PM
Accidental Outdoorswoman said…
That sentence should read: When I did, I bought the new size of jeans and wore the damned size tag like a brooch when I went out to the clubs. It took me 15 years to understand that I really NEEDED those 10 pounds.
10:51 PM
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