Hi. I've been out of the box for a while. Babies, you know. And my wife had surgery unrelated to the babies, which makes it impossible for her to pick them up (or do diapers, hmmmm). So there you are. I've been kind of busy.
How's the weight loss, Skip? Well, there hasn't been any. Happily, I haven't gained, either. What's annoying, though, is that I have not been to the gym in a long time. Thus, my body feels fatter and more gelatinous than it did. I mean, it probably is. The good news is that my body responds pretty well to exercise. I'll go back and I'll trim down pretty easily. What I want to do is go back. When things settle down at home (and they will), I will. (I've gone a few times. It's nice to go, and I'll be back. I actually miss it. That's a relatively new thing in my life.) Given the past year, it's a miracle I'm not back up. Seriously. I tend to gain weight in times of stress (eating my feelings!).
Lately, though, I've been feeling the effects of food creep, and I've been all too happy to eat when I'm agitated. I would like to stop both. Today, I started tracking again at livestrong.com. Tracking is good for me. It's pretty easy for me to forget what I've eaten and go overboard. Of course, I remember everything about 2:00 a.m. That's pretty much when I reflect on all my failings. If I can make it to 4:00, I can sleep through the night. Call it a renewed commitment.
When I lost 40 pounds in 2010, I was amazed at how much of a difference it made in my life. Forty is a lot. It doesn't alway feel like a lot, because I could lose another 100 and still be thick. But forty took me down almost three sizes in pants. That's pretty cool. Another forty or fifty would be even better. That's the goal.