Sloppy, Boy, Sloppy

One-eight-eight on the Withings scale today.

Meaning that I’m 14 pounds from my goal and two whole pounds over the “40 pounds lost” achievement.

I’ve been sloppy these past few months. I can say that with clarity because the app tells me that I was at 178—just four pounds from my goal—back in July.


So I’m writing this and posting it as a public goad. I’m going to be in Nashville this time next week, and since I don’t get down to the South all that often I’m going to have to do pre-penance for the grits and thangs that will be making their way to my belly.

Maker give me strength. I want this damn weight loss trip to be wrapped by the end of this year for real.