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Last Friday, and another pound lost, my MD, looking quizzical through his notes, told me” dear lady, it’s three years, and I can’t still say how your metabolism is working, or not working”. Wonderful: not only it seems that any diet doesn’t work, but I am a mystery in nature! And more, I’m paying for it… ( and more, he was late for our appointment, I was late for dinner, fought with my husband and left him alone until Saturday at lunchtime - for my husband dinner time is the single most important thing in his life, because his mother made him ready at 8 p.m. sharp. My father had no fixed time, when he was in politics, and we used to eat when confortable with or without him, no problem. This kind of things makes me always want to scream) Anyway,  my husband told me that the whole thing is a bit silly: doctor Alborino is a nice man, and  with a good reputation, and he was surely upset (my husband lost 15 kg, more than 30 pound, and has kept them off ), but paying for a mystery…. I was surely even more upset ( almost 50$ every time - not peanuts!).

If starving is not a solution, kill myself with sports is (at least, going harder) . So I’m going to my tae bo class, on DVD ( And Billy Blanks looks a bit silly too…) After all, I survived the Halloween week end and the heavy dinner (beans and chickpeas soup with pork ribs) that usually goes with it.

Hey, next time I write, you’ll probably have a new President …