At the clinic last week, I weighed 236; down from a high of about 265.
I could stand to let go of another 20. Perhaps I should edit the goal to reflect this.
At the clinic last week, I weighed 236; down from a high of about 265.
I could stand to let go of another 20. Perhaps I should edit the goal to reflect this.
walking and schlepping stuff to storage has apparently led to some good weight loss over the course of this first half of the year.
Go, me!
well, I seem to have dropped about 10 pounds this summer, without much fuss. With adjusting my meds and paying a little more attention to eating right, knowing that it’s the glyburide that’s been making me ravenous by late afternoon (forewarned is forearmed), and well, certainly by grazing our way across the garden, things go well.
I still refuse to get a scale, you know.