It is horrible you know. Even when it is totally rationalised, even when you know it is not real and it has a very good reason for its appearance, even when you have all the credentials you need for its fast disappearance, even when your mood, your head and your body all scream water retention, a gain is always a gain!
I woke up this morning, and because yesterday I did an extra 20 mins in the evening in the treadmill, and because I ate exceptionally well (for a good dieter) for dinner, I thought I'd might see a few more grams gone. Yeah right missus! Tough luck! There was a gain of 1.2 kg!!!! Yes I know! Tain't possible!!! One can't gain a kilo and two hundrent grammars in 24 hours when they eat fruits, veggies, and a nice lean grilled fillet, and they walk 7 km in the treadmill. They can't...can they?
...they have back pains...and the cramps begin...and their period is coming in the next couple of hours!
So I know. It is not a gain. But it is still a gain, if you know what I mean. It is a friggin number that makes me upset to see, even if I know it is not really real!
Bottomline is that in my present hormonal (this is greek for full of hormones..hehehe) state, I can realise that although I do my hard work, I am still subject to ups and downs, just like my body! And I occasionally need a good ole whine!
P.S. Ladies, thank you for taking the time and for having the kindness to support your Greek fellow looser. You are gems!