I weighed myself last night. I should only do it once a week but sometimes I just have to get on the scale. I was kind of surprised at the number on the scale. I mean, yes, I'm surprised at the actual number staring back at me just on principle. Last night's number was surprising because of how different it was from the number it showed me 44 days ago. This new number was exactly 19 less than that original number. It's an average of around 2.5 pounds a week which is pretty good. But I do have to admit that I have cheated a wee bit. There have been fries. Beth can attest to my cheat day meal of pizza. I'm finding that if you do allow yourself one tiny indulgence and don't go overboard that this really can work. I just need to stick with it for the rest of my life. Ugh. Damn my chubby little genes.

Well summer is starting to wind down around here. Cadets are starting to show up. Classes are less than a month away and I have a feeling it's going to go by really fast.