Reality Bites

The truth is a tough pill to swallow.

Adages that are true but ever so corny in view of the blog you are reading. But still.

I don't have much to add or say to anything I've written before. Still doing okay. Yes, just okay. I am eating right, exercising and so on. And that is good.

I've reached my 100 pound goal and while that is a huge (pun intended) loss I don't feel as elated as I thought I would. And again, while the thought of the huge loss is circling my mind, there is the thought that immediately follows. Like a remora fish on a shark.

The shark being "Wow! You've lost 100 pounds!"

The remora "Now what?"

There are no easy answers or cures for what ails me. No hair of the dog that bit me. I am on a journey I tell myself. Always. And the woods, they call to me...

The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
Robert Frost