One Comes After Two

Their is much rejoicing today, even in the midst of my relatively bad mood. After my Wednesday morning routine of Bible reading/vanilla latte drinking, then treadmill running/iPod listening, then showering and towel drying, I stepped on the scale to see

198

This is actually the same number I saw two Wednesdays ago, but I didn’t blog it for whatever reason. I’m sort of surprised with last week’s craziness of Calvin’s coming and Thanksgiving and my family’s visit that I didn’t increase in poundage, but I’ll take what I can get. As I mentioned in my original Wednesday weigh-in, my goal is 197 leaving me just a meager pound away.

And I say one comes after two because I haven’t seen a one at the front end of the scale for eight years. It’s nice to finally get rid of that stinking two, and hopefully it’s for good.