Lately the most noticeable thing going on in my life is that I'm playing the the Game On Diet competition. I've been having a rough time this week, and it makes me feel guilty.
Meanwhile my teammates have been excelling, and I'm pulling them down. It's like my team is Michael Phelps, and I'm a little rock tied to his ankle. He's still winning, but he must look down at that rock and think, "*#@&#, I gotta get rid of this!" My teammates insist they are not feeling that way, but I think they must be.
First I was sick. I ran a fever for three days, and on one of those days, I did not exercise at all. The second day I exercised lightly (which is allowed in this game if one is ill); the third day I made myself exercise vigorously. Yesterday I went back to the gym for one of my normal hellish workouts, but still, that is one day with no exercise and one with baaaarely any exercising (running errands on foot).
Next, I went off to have my hair braided. This screwed up my diet day largely because I couldn't meet my water drinking goal for the day (one of the most important rules is to drink three liters of water each day) because I spent six hours without drinking, while my head was being wrenched to and fro and things fastened to it.
Stupidly enough I only realized as I left the salon that I had just added several pounds of weight... which meant I couldn't make my weigh-in goal. I felt like an idiot. I weighed myself at the gym, and I had gone up over three pounds, three pounds of yarn, some little metal clips, and hair extensions.
That evening I petitioned everyone in the game. "I have a Burner problem," I said. "I got my hair braided for the playa, and it weighs over three #(@& pounds!" I attached a photo. Everyone in this game has been to Burning Man, and they all empathized. Even the people on the other teams agreed that I should be able to adjust my weight by several pounds to compensate for the huge weight on my head, although the word "freak" was used.
Struggling on, I persist as well as I can. I must not be a rock, or if I am a rock, I must be a pebble.
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