Yes, call me crazy but they day I'm overweight, I want to shout it at the top of my lungs! No if you've paid attention, you know I'm not one of those ultra-thin people who needs to put on weight to be healthy nor am I recovering from a bout of anorexia.
The truth is, I'm obese. Just mildly, mind you but still obese. I was morbidly obese, then severely obese, then just obese and now I'm mildly obese, so you can understand (maybe) why I will be happy to be just overweight. I thought perhaps today would be the day when I could finally say, I'm overweight, but denied! I'm .4 pounds away. Four-tenths of a pound - who wants to quibble over four-tenths but a deal is a deal and for the charts, that don't get down to the nitty-gritty of tenths, to say I'm overweight, I need to lose that weight.
If only I'd had a fiber one dump this morning (oops - can I say that here). Well, too late.
There's always next week though.