226.2/226.0/226.0/227.2

I seem to be stuck.  In fact, I looked at my average weight for the month of October and it was 227.7.  I have pretty much been within a couple pounds of that for most of the days.  Still exercising.  But, can't seem to focus in on my eating habits.  Blah, blah, blah...

227.0/225.0/224.8

Okay, it's one thing to not be able to find the time to post a nightly blog entry with substance.  But, now I have gotten so bad that I am not even providing daily weight updates.  I still need this blog way more than I thought and that needs to change. 

Back under 225.  Someone asked me if I had given up the other day.  The one positive thing throughout this is that I haven't.  I still plan to be around the 200 mark again by the  end of the year.  Upped the exercise last night and starting to eat a little better.  I just realized that this is the first time I have been under 225 since September 27.  So, that is encouraging... though somewhat depressing as well. 

227.6/228.2/227.8/227.8/227.2

I realize my blogs have been light over the last few days.  That is the only thing "light" about me over that time period.  Pretty uneventful weekend.  Started the above gain with a big jump after a night of wings and beer watching the World Series opener.  In fact, the 1.4 gain was good news after that particular night.  On Saturday, I went to the Colorado vs. Oregon football game with my son.  Once again, being the same weight on Sunday that I was on Saturday came as a big and welcome surprise.  In the end, I am somewhat amazed that I start the week lower than I ended last week.  And, once again, I start my Monday with renewed optimism that this is the week that I get this thing going again. 

226.2

Loser...

226.4

Needed that.  Down 3 pounds after a really good day.  I even plan on skipping a dinner with a vendor tonight to stay on track.  Need to get over this hump and be completely diligent.

228.6/230.4/...229.4

Still struggling to get through a weekend unscathed.  When I see these numbers, I honestly want to stop blogging because I hate typing them.  Not even a bet can help keep me motivated.  More on that later...

225.4

Down 1.2 pounds and 6.8 since getting back from Chicago!  I am now below the weight that I was before I left for Chicago... so, I can put that business trip behind me.  Feeling even more motivated after seeing myself in the reflection at the club last night.  Did I tell you how disturbing it was to see my man-boobs bouncing again when I was running?

226.6

Down .6 pounds.  The best news is that of the 8 days since I have been back from Chicago, my weight has gone down on 7 of them.  I won't get too cocky quite yet.  But, feeling better about myself... though the image in the reflection from the window tonight at the club was slightly upsetting.  But, I found the energy to get there and it felt good to run again.

227.2

Down 1.2 for the day and 5 pounds over the week since returning from Chicago.  Got a prescription from the doctor yesterday with the hopes of kicking this sinus infection and getting back in to the gym by tomorrow or Friday.  I need a good weekend to keep this momentum.  Between you and I, I would love to be close to 220 by next Monday. An agressive goal, but definitely possible.   

228.4

Down .8 pounds. Still wanting to have a 2 or 3 pound drop. But, with this sinus infection and not being able to find the energy to go to the club, I guess I will take it. These walks just don't seem to shed the pounds like running on the treadmill does.

229.2

Well, I blew it.  Even sick as a dog, I am unable to supress my appetite.  Whenever I am looking up symptoms on sites such as WebMD, many of them list "lack of appetite".  So, I can usually rule all of those out.  Or, I may not ever truly be able to diagnose my illness based on never having experiened a "lack of appetite"!

228.0

Down .4.  Nothing earth shattering.  But, at this point, I will take anything that is lower than the day before.

228.4

Down another pound and striving to actually lose weight over the weekend.  Down 3.8 since my gluttonous adventures in Chicago.

229.4

Back under 230 and down 1.8 pounds.  I beg you, Anthony, please never go back over 230 again the rest of your life!  Thanks.

231.2

At this weight, even a pound down no longer can brighten my spirits.  That 230-something is so depressing.

227.4/227.6/228.4.............. 232.2

As expected, I broke the 230 barrier after my four-day trip to Chicago.  Expecting the inevitable doesn't actually equate to accepting the inevitable.  I was still somewhat crushed to see that number even though I told myself I wasn't going to care and made no  attempt to even pretend to be good in the Windy City.

And,  I wasn't.  I ate all of my favorites and it was good.  And today, I wake up with renewed optimism that really has no grounds based  on my recent trending.  But, I really still do believe.

My biggest goal for this next month is to get back to a point where I am proud of my accomplishment again.  Right now, people still tell  me congrats and that I look great.  But, I no longer believe it or feel it.  Plus, I can't afford a new wardrobe...