I guess if there is a common theme to this blog it is about journeys. In particular my journeys to various places. Those places may be fairly close like Downtown Ypsilanti or the Water Tower, not so close like Belle Isle or further places. Normally I don't talk about journeys of the spirit, however in this case, I will be.
One other common thing about this blog is the fact that it includes pictures, namely pictures that I take myself. Rarely I will use other people's pictures. It is even rarer that I have pictures of myself but that is because it's kind of hard to take a picture of yourself when you're behind the camera.
So I downloaded an app on my phone that tracks my calorie intake for the day and for the first week, I was just seeing where I was and it was an eye opener. After seeing that, it's no wonder I am where I am. So I set my goal for a pound a week. I realize that is going to make for a long slog, but I'm okay with that because a pound a week isn't a huge adjusment.
Well, I started this process about a month ago. Weighed myself about two weeks ago and in that two weeks, I've lost 9 pounds. Given that I didn't weigh myself at first, I figure I've lost at least 10 pounds and I consider that a small milestone.
I do like my food but I think I like my photography more. Given that one of the things I like to photograph is ships and since beaches aren't always hadicapped accessible, I figured that it might be a good idea to get some of this weight off. I'm hoping that I can get enough weight off so that I can take a ride on the B-17. A few years ago, there was one on the ground that you could tour and I couldn't fit through the bomb bay, so I figure if I want a ride, I'll have to take some weight off.
So I hope I didn't bore you too much with my tale of woe.
As always, thank you for reading and looking at this blog.