It’s January 2, the day of reckoning. You, three person tent
, glance at a
full-length mirror as you dress in the morning, and you don’t
like what you see. Before Thanksgiving, you were on your way to
becoming a thinner, healthier you. Now, every canapāš‰, slice of
cheesecake, and glass of wine you indulged in over the holidays
seems to be laughing at you from its new-found perch in your
belly, butt, and thighs.

Of course, you tell yourself you’re
imagining things. You couldn’t have gained all that much weight, three person tent
, .
Just to prove it, you tentatively, almost timidly, climb onto
the bathroom scale, and allow yourself to peek down with one
squinty eye.