July and August are shaping up to be great months. Down another two pounds! Just another 8 pounds and I’ll be through with being obese, hopefully forever, or at least until I eat my breakfast and bounce my weight back up a pound. Now you’re obese, now you’re not. It’ll be like jumping back and forth over a state line.
Besides buying a pair of size 18 jeans this week, I also took my wristwatch down another notch which makes for a total of 5 notches since I started over a year and a half ago. Which is a total of 1 3/8 inches. Damn. Who knew you could store so much fat on your wrist? No wonder the nurses could never find my veins. Soon I won’t have any excuse not to give blood except for the fact that I’m a scaredy cat.