A plateau
While I have leveled off on my weight loss, it is a good place, and simply need to focus, and not blow off gains made in the past year. Here are the stats. When I started my pre-surgery diet, I weighed 359 pounds. I, of course, am embarrassed to state that, it was beyond the morbidly obese side of the world, and as I am getting older, knees, back, and hips, were feeling the strain of my daily walks, and while working at camp. When Camp began in 2021, I was 301.4. A loss of nearly 60 in just a little over 2 and 1/2 months. Already things were much easier for me, but would have to still be categorized as morbidly obese. When Camp and Pow Wow finished up, I checked in at 263. Waist size had dropped significantly, and nothing fit. I could still fudge the shirts, but button shirts made me look like an old little kid trying on his dads clothes. By October, I had lost another 30, and had to buy new shirts, and new pants, for the second time. As the weather was changing, it became ever mo...