I looked at James and said, "I'm sorry. It's just... If there's less of me then I will be faster and stronger." That was becoming my motto nowadays. I hoped to God that he wouldn't be upset with me. I didn't mean to make him feel bad. I looked away and suddenly felt guilty. Here he was trying to do something nice for me and I pretty much just blew it up in his face. I took a breath mint out of my purse and put it in my mouth and swallowed it as it dissolved in my mouth. I then told him, "James, I really am sorry. It's just I feel fat. I'm not happy with my weight and so if I avoid eating and train harder the weight will disappear faster. I'm only 4 pounds away from my goal. Then I'll see what happens from there. I might stop I don't know but please just try to work with me here. I love you and would hate for this to come between us."