OK. I might have had a glass or two of wine last night, but this is ridickerous! Tuesday’s weight was a seriously bloated 210.0 pounds (15 stone, 95.3kg). That’s passing a psychologicackle hurdle thingy in entirely the wrong direction, dammit. :eek2:

It doesn’t help that I haven’t had the motivation, energy or anything else for getting back into the exercise routine. And I’ve even been letting the weather put me off walking to work. :???:

I’ll probably get it together again sooner or later. Though it might be later unless I can work out what “it” is. Or something. Mutter.