Count Carb: [Inigo stands up after getting stabbed by a knife thrown by Count Carb] Good heavens. Are you still trying to win?

[Inigo falls back against the wall, weak, defeated, dying]

Count Carb: You've got an overdeveloped sense of survival. It's going to get you into trouble someday.

Count Carb: [draws his sword and lunges at Inigo who then forces the blade to his left shoulder. Again Carb lunges at Inigo and the blade is deflected to Inigo's right arm] You're back? In TDC? You've got some nerve.

Inigo Montoya: [Carb swings his sword but Inigo blocks it and then begins advancing] Hello. My name is Inigo Montoya. You have stolen my youth prepare to die.

Count Carb: I remember you. You were here three years ago. And two. And one. Each time you were going to lose weight, remember?

[Montoya falls on a table. Carb attacks and Inigo blocks four times before he continues to advance on Carb]

Inigo Montoya: Hello. My name is Inigo Montoya. You have damaged my body prepare to die.

Count Carb: [Now Carb attacks five times and Inigo blocks every single one] Even when you lost weight, you gained it back, remember? People here will laugh at you. You have no credibility.

Inigo Montoya: [Louder] Hello. My name is Inigo Montoya. You have caused me decades of shame, pain, and humiliation prepare to die.

Count Carb: Stop saying that!

Inigo Montoya: [Carb attacks and Inigo blocks it and then stabs Carb in the shoulder. Then Carb swings his sword. Inigo ducks and stabs Carb in the other shoulder. Then he advances quickly and they fight] Hello! My name is Inigo Montoya! You held me back when my children needed me prepare to die!

Count Carb: [Carb gets his sword knocked away and Inigo slices his cheek] No!

Inigo Montoya: Offer me a doughnut!

Count Carb: Yes

Inigo Montoya: Snickers, too promise that!
[he slices Carb's other cheek]

Count Carb: All that I have and more. Please.

Inigo Montoya: Offer me everything I ask for.

Count Carb: Anything you want. Mashed potatoes and gravy! Pizza! Chips!
[Carb attacks but Inigo grabs his arm and stabs Carb in the stomach]

Inigo Montoya: I want my life back you son of a bitch.

[Inigo plunches the sword into Carb's gut and he falls down dead]

So. Hi, you guys.

I'm back.

Skulked around for the last three weeks doing an induction that looked a lot like Inigo's death scene--very weak and uncertain at first, but growing increasingly stronger. Made it up to my former high by last spring. Am now down ten--no, eleven--pounds. And back.

And still have the same dream and same hopes. A few more scars, a few more lessons learned, and I think coming from a stronger position now to achieve them, thanks to some changes in my life. But realizing that success cannot be dependent upon personal circumstances--or there will always be another crisis. This WOE has to be non-negotiable, a WOL.

Yeah, I've heard that before. Said it before. Promised to be here for a year. Promised . . .

But I'm still back. And still need support to be successful in this.

So. hi.