Good For Him... and Then There's Me

My dad posts weekly weigh-ins every Wednesday on his blog. I weigh myself every morning. Today we weigh the same amount. Of course, my dad is five inches taller than me, so 239.6 on him looks like a LOT less than it does on me. Sigh.

I'm happy for my dad. And I guess I should be thankful that his weight loss journey helped me to realize how bad off I am... I hope that we can both get down to a healthy weight and undo some of the damage we have inflicted on our bodies.

Also, I'm really bored at work today. Wish I were at home.

The end.