September 28, 2010 was a momentous occasion: For dinner I had a slice of buffalo chicken pizza with real blue cheese.
A mere seven months before; the only momentous thing about this would have been that it was only ONE piece. However, the real big deal of this date is when I stepped on the scale in the morning, for the first time since junior high, a number lower than 180 stared up at me, hence the pizza reward. (I also bought myself a Gremlins action figure; although since I bought action figures the year I was at my maximum: over 230, this is probably more of an addiction than a reward.)
On top of all that, my total cholesterol is now fifty points lower than my bad cholesterol used to be, and I’m feeling great, just hungry. (But then, I was always hungry, so...no change there.)
The reason for these startling changes is rooted in what can only be defined as a miracle:
I am, startlingly, able to eat vegetables.