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The morning light edged through the curtain gap, illuminating my private disaster. I blinked the sleep from my eyes and glanced over at El Condor Pasa, still lost in peaceful dreams. Good. No one to see this. The bathroom mirror was a merciless judge. Poke. Squish. Pinch. Again. Oh. Oh no. The scale displayed its cruel, digital truth. Numbers don't bend. That explained perfectly why yesterday's training felt like slogging through syrup. A whirlwind of desperate plans tore through my mind: an immediate twenty-kilometer cooldown run, subsisting on nothing but ice chips and regret, or perhaps building a time machine to stop my past self from devouring that third sweet. Then the terrible realization struck. Today was our long-planned day off together. Our entire schedule was a treacherous pat…