I made ice cream last night. It's awfully tasty. So I've got around a quart of fresh, creamy, sweet temptation lurking in my freezer. This is bad news because it takes so much willpower to eat small portions of this stuff.
The good news is that while I haven't abandoned my exercise routine, I haven't been really as punctual about getting on the treadmill first thing in the morning. No, wait, that's not the good news, that's the bad news context for the good news. The bad news side effect of this is that I've been plateauing. The good news (finally) is that today I'm at a new low. Not very much lower than before, and indeed not much lower than the last time I posted about my weight (what, over a week ago?), but in a game of inches (ha!) you celebrate the little things.