Today I weigh 212, 40 pounds less than when I started. That's like the weight of a four- or five-year-old child! (I don't like that comparison, it's kinda gross, like thinking I have a giant tumor inside.) I graphed my weight-loss as posted in this blog:
That period in May and June was my sluggish Spring, full of fall starts and plateaus. I am proud that the line rarely went up, however, and I think I learned something about how to handle my lifetime eating, once I hit my target. More realistically, I expect I'll fall into old habits, go into Induction for a week. Lather, rinse, repeat.
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