I woke up on thursday of this week feeling a bit like I had gained some weight. I was a bit down for several hours thinking that I felt puffy, and possibly a bit bloated. my chin was looking less defined, I thought, and my arms might be getting bigger. I finally reached home after work and decided to weigh myself. I was sure I would be a couple of pounds up from about two weeks ago when I last weighed, and I prepared myself for the bad news. Much to my suprise, when I looked down at the scale, I was a pound down! Imagine my joy! I was shocked, and became a bit upset at myself for beating myself up so much at the beginning of the day. I now have renewed faith that, even on my gross feeling days, I may not be looking as badly as I am feeling. Yaay!