A litle self-congratulatory post here. Feel free to skip and avoid the smug.
I have a bit of a weight issue. Specifically, that issue is that I care way too much about how much I weigh.
When I moved to New York City almost three years ago, I felt pretty good about my body. After years of fighting to lose weight, I’d dropped 30 pounds in mid-2010 and kept it off for two and a half years. I was the lightest I’d been since high school, and aiming to lose another 10-20 pounds. [Continue reading]