Perils of Caffeine in the Evening

Anyone want to join me in a weight-loss challenge of some kind?  I’ve been carrying around between 5 and 15 extra pounds for the last 3 - 4 years, and I’m kind of fed up with it, fed up with picking around clothes in my dresser and closet that either won’t fit or make me feel like Chris Farley.  I have shirts that are disintegrating because I’ve been avoiding shopping for new clothes.  Also, it’s just unhealthy.  It’s harder on my joints when I run, I’m sure it adds something to my blood pressure.

When I returned from my last out-of-town business trip, I was nudging right up against 160, which is like a 20-year high.  I’ll take my shirt off again in broad daylight at 145.  I know that sounds pretty light to some, but I’m very small-boned, and this stuff just hangs on my waist.  Today at the gym, I weighed in at 156+.  I’m not going to use anything fancier than Mrs. Perils’ “Quit Chewing And Swallowing” diet- just cut back on between-meal stuff and portions, alcohol, the usual suspects.  No more bags of chips squirreled away under my desk.

I have another week at home before I go on the road again (where a lot of unhealthy transgressions occur), so I have a chance to get a good running start.

I know I’ve whined about this a couple of times before, and gotten nowhere.  Anyone else game?  Suggest a comparative goal (total pounds, % of body weight, etc) and something fun for the winner (besides more and better sex and lustful stares at the beach).

I haven’t eaten since dinner.  I wonder how much weight I’ve lost since then.  I’m dyin’ here!