#26 in Progress

Ten years ago I hit 195 pounds and decided enough was enough. I ended up losing 60 pounds (way too much) and vowed I would never be that heavy again. Well, I’m just a few burritos away. Hopefully this is rock bottom and I can start moving in the opposite direction. Although my medium shirts look ridiculous on me, I will not buy a large, so cheeseburgers need to take a vacation for awhile. Also of note, I have a blood pocket on my second toe. This happened when I stubbed my toe in the bathroom of the first tented camp in Africa. Even a toe stubbing has become a good memory, so I will be sad to see it go. It used to be at the bottom of my nail, so it’s probably a month away from disappearing.