Day 325

I will try to write more later, but I am rushing to get out the door to go watch the match. Yesterday I was tempted by spanakopita at Eduardo’s place. Between that and the challah that I ate with dinner, my weight was exactly where I predicted it would be. No, I am not seven pounds up, which I told Leslie would likely be the case. My hyperbolic prediction was just frustration with my inability to stay on track two consecutive days. My plan for the following few days will be to stay home. There are much fewer temptations at home than there are out there. Of course I will take Her Royal Floofness for her walks (despite the seemingly bitter cold), but for the next few days I will not go out aside from that, and the gym (which I am integrating back into my routine starting Tuesday.

Just so you know, I do this with the knowledge that there are no football matches Sunday or Monday. Tuesday and Wednesday I will go to Eduardo’s. Thursday and Friday there are again no matches, so I can stay home. Saturday and Sunday I will again watch with Eduardo, and that is the end of it. If I can maintain my cloistering four of the next eight days, that should give me plenty of opportunity to succeed.

I am weak, but I am trying to be strong. I will push through, and I will persevere!

Have a great day folks!

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