Another week, another pound. 263. That’s 24 pounds in19 weeks, by my math. Speaking of math, that’s 8.3% of my former self. Which means you could say, I suppose, that I’m only 91.6% of the man I was in early March.
Or you could say I’m exactly 30% of the way toward my goal. Let’s go with that one. It’s a nice round number.
I have to say I’m getting really tired of the 260’s. Yes, I’m happy to be making progress, but I need to get out of the 260’s.
I know. Sometime in August.
Which is excellent motivation to keep me from backsliding …
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(Hey, look, there’s a bonus post today!)
Skipping Dessert 
Posted by There’s More Than One Answer to These Questions … « Skipping Dessert on August 12, 2011 at 9:33 pm
[…] have been a hell of a crooked line when it comes to this project of mine. You may remember how giddy I was to be down 24 pounds in 19 weeks. And you followed me up a pound the following week, before […]