Losing the crown

Change from beginning of program: -3.0
Goal: 41 LBs to go
Activity: drinking heavily
Temptation: everything
Fruit and veg: 4

This post was going to be about how I was a P-I-G today, but then it went south.

As I was flossing, I realized that a fucking crown had come off my tooth. And I didn't even notice!

Obviously, I drank too much at the basketball game. To lose a damn gold crown - and not notice - is pretty bad.

My plans this week involved all day, every day marketing meetings. Now maybe I can get out of those to go to the dentist.

How sad is it that I would rather go to the dentist than go to the marketing meetings?