A bad week,
weight-loss-wise. I gained a pound, probably due in part to the funeral of a
classy, by-all-accounts-lovable, Irishman, whose awesome family threw a helluva
lunch afterwards.
Other than
that, I probably ate a little too many chicken tenders, french fries and hash
browns at the various baseball games and lunches and breakfasts I went to with
friends during the week, but if I believed that, I’d have to somehow blame
myself, and we can’t have that.
I’m back on
track this week because I'm good enough. I'm smart enough. And doggone it, people like me!
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