I'm down to 238#. This is from 280 shortly after returning from New Zealand last year - those (#@* Kiwis and their cut-rate gourmet restaurants really did a number on me. What's it like? Well, I don't have many clothes that fit. I feel stronger. I look... different. Best of all, I'm not having the problem with my fingers falling asleep while I'm asleep, which was painful.
Day after tomorrow the Marmot and I are heading down 101 and then 'across the Grapevine to LA' as Pavement once sang. Gonna spend the weekend relaxing, hopefully swimming, enjoying the company of good friends and maybe even some bean dip or something similarly exotic. Maybe there'll be a walk in the mountains, maybe there'll be a trip to IKEA, but mostly I just wanna see my friends and hang. (Dude. Did that sound too Californian?)
Oh, and Dan's birthday is next Tuesday. I can't decide between the novelty fish tie or the World's Greatest Marmot Snoopy desktop award.