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Year Two, Day 204: A Piece of Cake, A Margarita, A Beer, and I!

Another stellar day!  I did not get a chance to get to the gym, so I started the day with the stretches my PT gave me.  I was pleased to step on the scale and see that I have lost one of the pounds I gained back after my back injury.

In fact, I believe I am way past due for sharing my stats. So, here they are!

But first, I will share my stats when I first started recording them. Love to see the progress!  And I want to reiterate that my scale was off.  I am not sure exactly how much I started at, but I found an old diet journal from about 10 years ago. I was 238 back then. 

May 26, 2015

Weight: 203

Neck: 15"

Chest: 47"
Waist: 41"
Hips: 48"
Thighs: 23" 
Biceps: 14"

November 30, 2016

Weight: 187

Neck: 13.5"

Chest: 41"
Waist: 36"
Hips: 43"
Thighs: 22
Biceps: 13

Stats do not lie!

Today I ate lentil vegetable soup and rice for breakfast. And green tea. That was about 10:00 a.m.

Before I headed out to teach, I had another cup of green tea and a banana. 

Then I had a cup of coffee and cake with the mother of a piano student.  (Trader Joes cake, warmed with cherry pie filling. OMG!) That was about 4:30 p.m.

At 5:30 I had a cup of mint tea at Starbucks. I was waiting for "I". He pulled up about 5;45 and whisked me away in search of happy hour.

Honestly, anytime spent with "I" is happy hour in my book! 

Then I had a margarita, a beer and chicken nachos with "I" at the Iron Horse in Sellwood about 6:00 p.m.

I am hoping to get down to 175 by January 14, 2017. My birthday. I will be 55.  Old enough to know when to stop eating, right?

Tomorrow I do need to get to the gym. And probably avoid cake, margaritas and beer.

But today, I really lived!

Peace and joy and all good things!



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