Well, I finally did it. Or undid it, as the case may be. In my last post, I may have mentioned how I've been home from the mission for a year (I think I should start getting points for any post that doesn't mention my mission). Well, in that year, I managed to gain weight. A lot of it. I like food. A lot. Anyway, I just finished doing the HCG diet again, round two, and from September until now, there are forty-two pounds less of me. Which is quite an accomplishment. But the fact that I managed to gain that much weight so quickly is disturbing, to say the least. Not solely because I felt less attractive; actually, I don't feel like I was that bad-looking. BEFORE But I definitely feel better now, and I can't help but give myself the occasional wink in the mirror, whenever I chance by one. AFTER (In both photos, there's food. Not coincidental). And on top of everything, the real reason I decided to do the dirty word, a.k.a. DIET (I always love t