I did my weigh-in this morning. I'm almost back to my lowest number! Another week, or two tops, and I'll be there. Then I can concentrate on getting rid of the last XX pounds... or more likely, two inches here, three inches there, since I'll be working out at the same time and will probably have muscle weight...
Congratulations! :) I missed my workout last night, but I will be able to make it up today, as I have to do some heavy yardwork this afternoon--filling in a pothole trench that the heavy rain washed in the gravel road, which requires me to move a bunch of silt from the pond up the hill about a hundred yards. BTW I came up with the coolest SF story idea yesterday--will tell you later after I develop it a bit.
Good going! Yeah, concentrating on the inches is probably the best move, since the scale doesn't really tell ya everything. I'm still eager for the time when my weight isn't classified...right now I'd still be ashamed to put the number down here in public, though I'm getting there. Five more pounds and maybe I won't mind so much!