Oh, um...yeah, about that...

I tried my best to skip over my weigh-in from Saturday, but to be fair with myself and to you (pretend you care) I need to share everything. Otherwise I will cheat and get fatter instead of hotter. Prior to going in, I was feeling good. I had tracked my points, run my runs, and drank tons of wine water.

First problem arrived the night before when I went to take my blood pressure meds, one of which is a diuretic. Contrary to the way it sounds, a diuretic is meant to make you pee, not die or have diarrhea. This is important when you have sushi with salty soy sauce (tongue twister) the night before, as it helps with the whole water retention thing. Another interesting fact: if you do not take the medication you get a rebound effect, where you retain even more water. I realized with dismay at 11pm that I had left my pills at work. BOO. So there I was, all loaded up with salt and nowhere to put it.

Second problem which I didn't know at the time arrived the day after, which was, ahem, about a month after the last time that same particular problem had previously arrived. If you're a lady, you know that the particular problem I'm referring to causes its own fluid retention party. 'Nuff said.

So there I was, with two (three including the soy sauce) salty strikes against me. Okay, okay enough already with the excuses. I stepped on the scale and...





IGAINEDFOUREFFINGPOUNDS.


Did you hear me? I.gained.four.effing.pounds. Well, 4.4 to be exact. Whaaaaaaaaaaaaat the hell?

I did not let it get me down too much though, because hopefully I knew the reason for it (at least one of them). I will anxiously await this Saturday when I should hopefully lose at least most of that. haha No, I WILL lose ALL of them!

p.s. I've already put 9.8 miles of running (humor me with using that word) on my sneakers this year, which is more than I can say for the first 4 months of 2010. THIS IS MY YEAR.