I haven't been able to exercise as much this week because of deadlines, PR duties, trip preparations and a minor Family Crisis that meant time on the phone. I also gorged myself on many treats at a party on the weekend. Nevertheless, at one point this week, the scale was down to 133.8. Truly, overeating one day isn't the Kiss of Death. Overeating less but over more days? Not good. And I am trying to do some exercise as often as possible. I want to be able to scamper up to the ruins of Tiberius's villa on Capri. Or at least not be totally winded!