Day One Hundred and Eight - sleeping beauty

Been a much better weekend than the few days beforehand, but I have strong doubts this will aid the weigh-in tomorrow. I'm counting on drinking lots of fluids to prevent some of the carnage on the scales, but we'll see.

This is an entirely true story, and other than a car accident back in 1988 during my final year exams, the closest I have ever come to death.

On the other end of the scale, it says something about the person I am, or the positions that I find myself in, that the only person who's life I've saved directly, well... some months later I discovered that they were a paedophile. But that's another story.

Not sure I'm made of the right stuff to be a hero.