Nuts!

I ate some peanuts yesterday. Today my face was quite red, but not welty. So I was so annoyed about it, I said, "To heck with this" and had peanut butter on my apple. Was I born stupid? I can't say.

So, the weight's been up and down. It went up a bit, and I worked uber hard and got it back down. Then today it was up 1.5# fo NO REASON. Irksome.

I've been thinking and thinking about whether or not it'd be prudent to do another cycle right away. The problem is, if I don't do it soon (@3 weeks), it'll be into November. Then I'd just be able to get a short cycle in before the holidays.

So, I'm not totally sure. Right now, I don't feel up to it, but perhaps in three weeks I will. My plan, right now today, is to give it the old college try. And if I feel too awful, I can abort the mission and put the HCG in the freezer, try again in November. And it would not, indeed, be the end of the world.

But when I think about the possibility of being 30+ pounds lighter by Thanksgiving, I get all giddy. At that point, I think I could see the end of the road in the near distance. Not that I'd be thin and goddess-like like my girlz C and R. But that's ok. I'm me.