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I really wish my emotions reflected my intellect. I hate that even though I KNOW the four extra pounds on the scale this morning, and my currently too-small pants, are due to water weight, it totally ruins my day. I hate that four pounds of water has that much control over me. I hate that I can't just go, "damn, that's a lot of water weight!" and just grab a different pair pants and get on with my life.
Ugh!
Ugh!