the magic number is 195 (32)

Hi there! Happy Christmas Eve!

Dashing out to the store in a few minutes... a 24 hour bug has thrown off my "week before Christmas" and I've spent the last 2 days sick in bed. Thank goodness for The Dark Knight... as good as the movie is, it was the one thing that put me right to sleep! :)

So... as I recover from no appetite and gear up for one last run to the stores, I'm meditating on weight loss. There's nothing quite like 2 days of no appetite and an upset stomach to really drop a lot of liquid weight. (btw, I don't recommend this as a serious weight loss technique, but it IS a nice boost). This morning I hopped on the scale to discover I was 227, almost 8 pounds down from Monday. Yikes! I feel it, too. That non-stop rumbling? That's not winter thunder. It's my stomach.

Well, I'm going to use this as a boost. My plan is to drop these final 32 pounds in the next 6 months. That's a bit over a pound a week, but I think it's achievable. Exercise, portion control and journaling will all play a part in this. I will go one step further and keep track on this blog. I made a promise to start drawing again on these pages, and perhaps there's some common ground (sketching, and the [fun] struggle to get to a healthy weight). Time will tell.

One of the rewards for hitting 195 is going to Hawaii with my brother. I promised him a trip there, and I decided that the price of my ticket is achieving 195. I can do it, I know I can. It's just... I'd like to see that number on the scale, too.

So... starting tonight... look for new sketches. In fact, here're two quick pages, done while watching Casino Royale (and thinking about how to capture grief), and then later, walking a dog at midnight along the lakeshore.

Merry Christmas! More to come!

Woody