Dwindling

The scale read 198 this morning.

Shifted myself around a couple of times, to make sure it was reading accurately. Yup.

Hoody-hoo!

First time I’ve dropped below the 200 mark in — well, it can probably be measured in decades. Ahem. Amazing what happens when …

… you’re busy in the evening with various hobbies that you are reluctant to leave your keyboard during. Idle hands and mobile butts make for nibbling.
… you don’t have bags or boxes of stuff to nibble around, in eyeshot, or easily accessible without accountability.
… you reduce your wine and beer consumption significantly as part of some sort of Lenten thang.

Now, keeping it off may be another matter, but, so far, so good.

Onward and downward!