That’s the number on the scale today.  Pretty much what it was 10 weeks ago too.

Thanks to Facebook, I recently was reminded of a photo of me from this time 5 years ago.  It was a post-race photo.  At that time, I weighed 172 pounds.  My wife was shocked when I showed her the photo.  That hurt.  She’s also been ragging on me, when she has the chance, about my weight now.

It’s no secret that I need to lose 20-25 pounds.  I feel it.  I can barely get into my “fat jeans” and it’s a struggle to find a t-shirt that fits without being embarrassing.  And, I know what I need to do to lose the weight.  Yet, I can’t seem to control myself.

I’ll be 55 in about 6 months.  It’s amazing how much I have fallen in the last 5 years.

It really started once I began working from home, 100%, at the start of 2013.  Being out of work for the last 10 months as only made it worse.

I’m really at a tipping point in so many ways.  The biggest question now is the matter of the direction from here.  Keep going south, or, turn it around?

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