The snacking today was a few small cubes of cheese and a piece of toast with (no sugar added) jam, so I wasn’t scarfing bags of donuts.
And I did a full walk/run workout, even though it was a rather unseasonably warm 31ºC out.
But the best news came early in the day when I stepped on the scale and saw I had lost 1.4 pounds, dropping to 169.6 pounds, the first dip below 170 this year if you don’t count flu-related weight loss (which I don’t, because that never stays off unless you find some way to perpetually have the flu, which is probably not the greatest idea).
I may very well be up again tomorrow, but I have now tasted life below 170 and I shall taste it some more.
