Okay, I don't want to turn this into a weight loss blog, but I figure if I mention it from time to time, I'll have more incentive to keep up the good work.
As of today, I'm down 17 lbs. Slowly but surely.
Anyway, next week I start my weight-lifting routine, which will make me thinner, but will probably slow down the actual weight loss. I'm not going to worry about it.
I've made a few deals with myself about what I'm going to do once I hit my goal weight. First, I'm going to buy some nicer clothes. Like stylish, get-laid-when-you-go-to-the-bar, designer clothes. I'm tired of looking schlumpy.
And I'm getting a tattoo. I'm thinking of a double ouroborus (two entwined snakes in a circle, each one with the other's tail in its mouth). And maybe a second one which would be a celtic cross, if I don't cry like a little girl when I'm getting my first one. (Speaking of which, do any of you remember the episode of "Bosom Buddies" where Tom Hanks decides to get a tattoo to impress the girl that he likes? If you do, his reaction when the needle touches his skin (about 2:27 in the video clip) is what I fear my reaction will be.)
Anyway, that's majorly putting the cart before the horse. But it's fun to have a goal in mind.