So that's good.
And now comes second crunch time. I'm determined to lose the remaining 27 pounds.
But first: A salad, a big salad, with dressing. Yeah, it was ranch. Forgot to tell the waitress to leave it off, and was too hungry to send it back. Now, my gall bladder is killing me. Ow, ow, ow. We won't be doing that again.
Wanna see pictures? Arggh. Highly embarrassing, but they're hanging up in my gym now, so I might as well stop playing coy.
Oh, the humanity.
Guess which one's the before. The dates might provide a clue.
So, okay then. We're 73 pounds down, 27 to go. (And what's the secret to losing four and a half pounds in a day? Easy. I removed my shoes, my watch, my sweatcoat, and my sunglasses before the final weigh in. That pretty much sorted it.)
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Journey has my theme song for the next phase of this undertaking: Don't Stop Believing.