Today for the first time in at least three (heck, maybe four) years I saw a number lower than 180 on the bathroom scale and I was able to put on my kilt for the first time in a few years.
This all started shortly before last Thanksgiving when three things happened:
So I had to get in shape and I had to lose weight. Since a few days before Thanksgiving (when I started keeping track), I’ve lost about 18 pounds and I feel great. I’ve got at least four and a half pounds to get to my goal of 175, but I might just go ahead go all the way down to 170.
Either way, my celebratory purchase upon hitting 175 will be a Utilikilt.
Oh, today is me sore. Oh. And today is me tired. Hooboy.
A couple of weeks ago, Katie and I came within a hair’s breadth of buying a camper. It all started with one of my “Oooooo! That would be cool!” moments.
Lots to talk about … proceed …