This morning I was 248. The last time I was 248 was in New Mexico when I was getting weighed for my ride in a T-38 Talon. Unfortunately for me, the ejection seat was only rated for 241 and the sortie was cancelled. A week later I got my incentive ride and weighed 239. But that was painful to do. The evening of the flight I had gained half of it back. When I left Germany I was 251 and pretty much a pig. I drank plenty of that great German beer and ate plenty of schnitzel. What was bad was the great sauces. Anyway oink oink.
My plan was to lose 10% of my 261. I know that doesn't get me where I need to be but I'll see how this goes. Honestly the first couple of weeks were easy and this past week much more difficult. I love food and drink. Not sure I can reach 234. Show me the beef.
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