The Weight of It All

I gained a pound and a half.

Was it the fish pie or the sticky toffee pudding or an inevitable post-flu gain? I don’t know, but it’s depressing and frustrating, especially because I was careful to exercise and ate lightly on both “indulgence” days. And because it reinforces the urge to cut back drastically. I trudged back to the office thinking about how little I want to subject myself to the scary fashionista party I have to attend tonight (creative black tie is one thing, but how does one dress for “debauched dinner party” ??), how hungry I am, and how futile this whole effort seems.

I never thought a pound and a half could be so heavy.