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Damn scale.
The answer to yesterday's rhetorical question is that no, it is not likely possible that I gained 8 pounds in a week. Today my weight was back where I expected it to be. My little freakout is perfect Weight Watchers meeting fodder -- an example of the dangerous connection between the number on the scale and my mood, or something like that. But still, I do feel better.
This morning I ran my 4.5-mile "easy" loop about a minute faster than I have ever run it. So there, scale.
November 30, 2005 12:08 PM
