Lost thirty pounds

I stepped onto the scale this morning and got confirmation that I have lost thirty pounds since this all began. I had lost a few prior to the injunction because I was dissatisfied with my state of health. Nothing like losing your arse to help you lose your appetite as well. I have been focused on eating quality food instead of quantity, avoiding 'bad' carbohydrates and drinking more water. It is working. I feel much better, physically speaking. It never hurts to have something positive to hold onto during one of life's greatest trials. I am hopeful that starting a regular exercise regimen will help to drop more fat and add back muscle I have lost over the past ten years. I used to be cut. Not quite ripped but definitely cut and could run fifteen miles without much trouble. Before meeting my wife, I had been training for a marathon. That all changed as we played house and got into being a couple. My weight steadily increased the first few years and then really blew up once we started having children. I went from 185 pounds to 258. I am not proud of those numbers but now that I am down into the 220's, I feel better and am starting to get just a little of my self-image back. Lose another twenty and I'll be feeling quite well. Food used to be a source of comfort and a momentary escape. No longer. I refuse to spend another day feeling powerless to make lasting, positive changes in my life. At the pool this afternoon, my youngest came up and put her hands on either side of my waist and looked up at me and said, "There isn't so much of you to grab anymore, Daddy." Remind me to give that kid a raise in her allowance.