I apologize in advance for all the caps…

I must premise this post with the fact that I have way overdone it with the Halloween candy- as well as eating out- a well as eating everything in freaking sight and absolutely no amount of treadmill running can undo this week’s fatness.

Do you know I ran 6 miles at the gym yesterday followed by walking 2 more on our way to the OU game because Will is a crazy slave driver and doesn’t believe in paying for parking and would rather make me suffer and SWEAT ALL OVER MYSELF and it didn’t even make a dent in my calorie bank?

Um- depressing!

Guys!!! What’s going on!!? I move back to America and everything goes downhill!

AS I’M FREAKING TYPING THIS POST I’M EATING A STUPID REECES CUP IN THE SHAPE OF A FREAKING PUMPKIN.

I’M DOING THIS THE VERY SECOND I’M TALKING ABOUT BEING FAT.

Oh my Lord, I’m officially sick in the head.

Seriously.

Who does that?

Who complains about being fat while eating a freaking Reeces!?

WHO!?

Crazy people!

That’s who!

Did I tell you guys I’m in a contest against Will right now too?

Yes- I’M IN A WEIGHT CONTEST AND ATE A JAR OF FUDGE TOPPING AND A BAG OF REECES THIS WEEK.

BY MYSELF

DURING A WEIGHT CONTEST.

Will you excuse me? I need to go run and cry in a corner.

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Okay I’m back.

Anyway- this week’s weigh in is going to be incredibly depressing.

I’m off to the gym to run a few miles. Hopefully I’ll sweat off a Reeces or two…

Here’s to next week’s weigh in (let’s face it- this week’s was over before it started).