Many people who weigh on a weekly basis will tell you with glee how they squeeze out every drop of pee possible before their weigh-in, but let's not kid each other here at the Forthright Fattie. A pre-weigh-in poop is the holy grail.
Alas, all that dream-pooping did not result in a real life bowel movement Monday morning. The upside to this is the hope that perhaps this means your weight is a half-pound or so less than the scale says, a fantastical possibility.
Worse, (and HI, yes, I know this is TMI, but I'm trying to lose weight and be a runner here, and that means I'm going to have to talk about poop every once in a while) I never found the right time the rest of yesterday or this morning, so I set off for my three mile run with a heavy intestine. About half way through things started to loosen up, and the rest of the run was agony. I hit the restroom as soon as I got home: sweet relief.
I'm dying laughing! Seriously.
ReplyDeleteI thought I was the only one who prayed for poop on the day of my weigh in! I KNOW it's made a difference in the past!
I am right there with you girls! That made me laugh out loud. Thanks for the chuckles.
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