Okay, I’m not nearly that muscular and my face looks like a frying pan, but I am slightly less fat than I was last week. Better still, the scale didn’t groan when I stepped on it this morning.
The result? 197 Pounds.
So I’m down 2 pounds since last week, and 18 pounds since January 1st. Also, I’ve been cleared by my physical therapist to start walking again, so I expect that number to shrink even more. 195 is the lightest I’ve been in ten years. I’ll definitely be under that soon. As for long-term goals, I’d be ecstatic if I could get to 185.