My poop clock is all kinds of screwed up! I used to be a morning pooper. I'd poop before my shower. Poop, weigh, dance around naked in front of the mirror loving my less fat body then jump in the shower on a scale dropping high. It would start my day in a most wonderful way!
Now...I wake up and pee......Give it a minute. Do I need to poop? Is the poop coming? HELLO?? POOP WHERE ARE YOU!??? No poop. Get on the scale. It does't move or it's just .2 up or down. I don't dance in front of the mirror but I turn and grumble at myself in the mirror making those fat faces where to scrunch your neck and sing "fat guy in a little coat". I get in the shower sad until a good song comes on the radio and then I start dancing in the shower thinking that at least i'm burning calories.
So I'm blaming my poop clock. My internal defication detector is malfunctioning. I need a major colon clense! So poop get ready...No more of this afternoon poop. No moreof this half a poop, poop.
Oh and Frida, what's going on? You're supposed to be controlling portions in there and you're just wide open! Two weeks, bitch and the doc is going to fill you up and you'll be back in line!
Thanks for all your comments and encouragement! I know, it was only half a donut but what if a half a donut becomes a half a dozen donuts! Keep me in check ladies!! :)