Friday, 11/26 -- Still Full.

Spent the day on the couch, mostly. Tired out from yesterday's eating. Actually, it was a long day and my back is still not what it used to be. Takin' it slow and easy.

I had to go and complicate things by trying to lift heavy objects. Laundry is deceptively heavy.

In honor of Black Friday I went shopping in my own closet. I found a bunch of pants that I bought when I worked at Today's Man over ten years ago. They are size 36, I had been a size 38 for the past ten years. I held onto them because I knew that one day I'd be a size 36 again.

I thought that diet and exercise would have brought me down to 36. Boy was I mistaken.

I now have a bunch of like-new pants that fit me. And I didn't have to leave the house on Black Friday.

Most people say that they can't believe that I weighed 230 last year, or even 210 in July. I carried my weight very evenly. Think about this. I have lost over 50 pounds, from 230 down to 180. All that weight and I only went down one pants size.

[Editor's Note: I just wanted to let you know that I used my better judgement and deleted my own joke that I felt was in very poor taste. It was something to the effect that my cancerous testicle couldn't have weighed 50 pounds when they removed it last year. The actual joke was extremely witty and clever, but in poor taste. I'll continue to try and protect you from my vulgar and inappropriate sense of humor, no matter how funny the jokes are. -- Eric]

[Editor's Note: I also deleted my joke that said, "Cancer has been the most effective diet I've ever been on. Just look at me!" Again, highly inappropriate. –Eric]