A weighty situation

Some people might remember my becoming upset with someone and making a bold statement. Well, it was this:

I said, “Lose weight? I’ll show you lose weight.” I went off and weighed myself and came back and blurted, “Twenty pounds off by my birthday.” And my face was all scrunched up in that really pissed off, determined look of death that I have been known to sport on occasion. This may turn out to be a real trial – either I eat very little or I eat crow.

Only know I have gone from doing really well to falling into the well of recidivism. Rats