OK, that's set, I'm now officially fed up with sweets and chocolate and sugary things.
I suppose that this 'fate' had been looming above me for some time yet, but it had yet to come to a conclusion someday, and currently is probably the time.
So, basically, while I had taken a big break from weight loss this week because I had the perfect excuse of "it's my birthday and I have several parties already planned" (I know, that's lame, but I know I'm not so strong yet to resist ALL the cake and pastries laid in front of me...), all that off-the-way eating has confirmed me that my body really can't take what it used to be able to take any more.
Now please just wish me luck, commitment, willpower or whatever is needed in that case to go back on track, like, today, right now, without even wondering about it (at least I've started, but, heh, you never know). Because knowing myself as I do, I am still quite able to make myself sick this week-end before doing just that.
And it's good to realize I'm not the chocoholic I thought to be, or not anymore. Yuck. All that cake.
Yuck!