I think I prefer to run in the mornings. Crap.

So I've seen the number "228" a few times on the scale at varying times throughout the week, so I'm very encouraged by that. I wrote a very long time ago on this that I was going to try to hit 210. I hit 228 almost by accident. Living with Anna and being somewhat mindful of my diet, eating more veggie than not, has enabled me to shed a pound or two. She strong-arms me into running with her and I walk everywhere as much as possible, so this is also nothing but good for me.

I've essentially cut "froo-froo" coffee drinks from my diet, so even though I'm spending a shit-ton on a cup of coffee, it's essentially calorie-free.

Anna and I eat boca often, and we only use skim milk in anything we do, and we skimp on butter when a recipe calls for it.

We eat out fairly rarely, and often split entrees. It saves cash and it keeps us from eating everything in sight.

I'm working on portion control too. Light mayo, skipping condiments altogether, or skipping fast food places as much as I can.

It's amazing how easy it is to drop a dollar at taco bell or burger king just because it's burning a hole in your pocket. That's my own tendency but oh well.

Anyway, something is working. Let's not celebrate yet, I got this way by doing somethign right, don't switch it!
--MCSM