166.6 this morning. A bit of a bummer, that, but I can identify every ounce (what would that be, 26 of them?). Ice cream cake at dinner on Saturday (a small piece, but it was my sis's birthday and I refuse to be dogmatic to the point of weirdness). The water needed to digest that (possibly also the sweet dressing on a spinach salad and a bite (literally) of pasta salad) added a pound on Sunday morning, and we had stuffed peppers with brown rice for dinner last night and I think I overdid it on the rice - voila! another .6 pounds. So my fingers are puffy today and I'm back on all meat for the day, I think.
The tape measure-based fat % numbers continue to drop a bit; they're getting close to 30% even. And Biz crossed the 170 barrier over the weekend; she's very happy with how things are going again. So all in all, progress continues apace.
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