Last month, I wrote about how it was time to diet again.
I’ve been on a cycle of dieting on and off for basically my entire adult life and all I’ve ever done is get bigger.
Last month when I went to the doctor I was shocked to discover that, fully clothed, I was heavier than I had ever been.
I wrote that blog post.
I updated my weight in MyFitnessPal, I tracked my food, for like, three days.
Then a couple of days ago I found the bathroom scale shoved into the bottom of the closet in the den, where it was doing me no good at all, and I brought it into the bathroom to finally strip down and face the truth.