Had made up my mind not to weigh again this morning then when I got up and went to the toilet I thought, 'I might as well face the horror. Get it over with. At least then I'll know where I'm starting from.'
Now normally on a Tuesday morning Husband gets up and weighs before I go into the bathroom and he leaves the scales out for me. This morning, he forgot to weigh so the bathroom floor was empty of scales.
'Hm,' I said to myself. 'I could get the scales out ... or not.'
I didn't.
Next week is soon enough.
I am back in gentle fitness class now and this Thursday I'm starting ... wait for it ... boxercise.
I'll report back afterwards.
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