What I feared. Look, I told you to come back from Asturias: "sure I've gained weight, although I do not even want ..."
Well that's it. Today I did. Today I took the plunge and foot after foot, climbed me the scale who was hiding behind the door of my bathroom ...
I did it with their eyes tight and covering them with my hand. Once uploaded, I breathed very, very deep, about three times before going sliding very little by little my best to uncover my eyes.
Not immediately went down, no. I looked forward, saw the tiles, I realized that it is time to give a hand to shine, I looked right, I saw myself reflected in the mirror of the partition of the bathroom, scared, stiff as a candle, as trying to be as light as possible so that my scale did not feel the weight of my body ...
Finally I looked down, while making a humble plea: "If I say I've gained, I promise that I will not make great snacks for a while ..."
But no, the weight is cruel! I released a report that want to see! Oh, Mama! Why did you have to leave me a dish of French toast and a huge plastic box, filled with ratatouille before me in your beach house and walk away to Benidorm? Yes, I know you did so you do not miss, since you actually visited looking for your pampering ... But look at me now. You already know I am weak when I see your great meals. Also, know that a few days before had been in Asturias and there, I went too far eating beans, Cabrales cheeses and drinking cider ... ah! And Unquera neckties, and pasiegos sobaos real butter flavor ...
Ainsss! That can not be, my scale is due to have a gap since I last went up to her, "March," that something has happened ... I do not know if you take it to the repair, it tells me: HE IN GOR DA DO, DOS THE KI !! Oh my God!
From today Severe dieting again. Jolines! That I'm sick of being a lifetime to plan!. When I'll finish with this hormonal change? Ainsss, if I'm done, it told me my "gynecology" in the latter ITV! I can not blame my hormones ... or my mother, not even my trip to Asturias ... either my scale, even me want to take it to the recycling center in my neighborhood! That the fault is mine, mine alone ... not to eat and eat!
And on top now, when my friend Male reading this post, I to put their anger, because he has said it is already taking care to always read my pending my scale as it look like a sick obsessive and I have to go to look at me ... but when I look in the mirror, I assure you I have not seen a sick person that looks very fat ... I SEE ME!
... and summer just around the corner!
My obsession, as my friend calls it Male ", by weight, not per image. I know, because that tells me my endocrinologist, I'm good weight for my height and age. But I have a serious problem with her back someday I will tell you how well they work-pain units, and this makes me suffer as exceeded my ideal weight, 64 kg.
As you see, do not dream of weighing 52 kg. he weighed when I got pregnant with my first child at age 27. But I have to work for keeping the desired weight for my vertebrae do not suffer.
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