[BibChr]

Thanks, Mike. Yes, I feel terrific, and thank God for it all the time.

Just went back to a lake up high in the Sierra with my boys; last time there had been pre-Atkins. I was so enjoying being able to hop up, run around, hike, climb, do everything, and just feel great doing it.

I won't lie: pizza smells wonderful, so does bread, and on and on. But in my mind, it's just all connected with being grossly fat, feeling miserable, hating the sight of myself, and not being able to play with my boys.

So I more or less shrug and have a chunk of ham with mayo!

Still a good ways to go; if I feel this much better when I'm nearer my goal, I'll just be unbearable.

(c8

Dan

[BureaucratusMaximus]

I won't lie: pizza smells wonderful, so does bread, and on and on. But in my mind, it's just all connected with being grossly fat, feeling miserable, hating the sight of myself, and not being able to play with my boys.

A big Amen brother to that. I'd rather be skinny than have pizza.

[Huck]

Aaaaaah, pizza! On those rare occasions that I am at the shopping mall, I like to walk by the pizzaria and look at the array of pizzas laid out behind the brass railed sneeze guard, with the lighting just so, the cornicopia of toppings, the thick, thicker and thickest slices waiting to be devoured. It's coveting, I know. But it's fun to look.

[Zack Nguyen]

Good for you. God only gave you one body!