Day 77

The good, the bad, and the ugly.

The good: I weighed in under 220 for the first time in years. I've lost 50 pounds. I know it's just a number, but it's a nice big round number. I'm wearing size 36 pants, down from 42. My face is nowhere near as fat as it was. Walking over 5 miles a day no longer takes any effort and, unless I'm doing something REALLY interesting, which doesn't happen often, I actually look forward to it.

The bad: still no calls on the job front. The drive to buy another guitar I most likely won't play is getting extreme. I'm actually seriously considering paying to play EVE Online. I tried out a few words in Mandarin with one of the waitresses at a local Asian restaurant and failed miserably. At least one of those is a clear sign that depression is trying to creep back in.

The ugly: me. I don't think I'll ever be able to look in the mirror without seeing my father, especially now that I'm getting old, and being overcome with disgust.

Yeah, that issue isn't going away any time soon.

Day 77: 5.4 miles in 90 minutes.