I've had a pretty good week on South Beach "Phase 1" -- it's in quotes because carbs sort of crept back into my diet in both weeks we were supposed to be avoiding them (Including lunch in a few minutes and dinner tonight).
However, we've been pretty well behaved, and I've hit the excercise hard (including as soon as I finish this post, and before lunch -- the boys are pretty excited about getting to help walk the dog)
The good news is . . . next weekend is the Boy Scouts "Lincoln Pilgrimage." Every year since 1946, the Scouts have assembled in Springfield. For the first several years they gathered at the State Capitol Building and paraded to Lincoln's Tomb. Then for many years it was reversed. Nowadays we walk from Lincoln's Tomb to the Abraham Lincoln Presidential Library and Museum.
Next Sunday will be my 21st Lincoln Pilgrimage (I was a participant for 20 consecutive years, 1981 to 2001, and haven't been back since). . . and to celebrate, I've managed to reduce to the point where I can wear yet more old clothes.
My dark green uniform trousers now fit, and I'll be wearing them for Sunday's parade. My long sleeved uniform shirt is a size L, and it's slightly tighter than I wish it was. But if the weather is cool enough for long sleeves. . . the shirt fits, and I'm going to wear it.
Alas, my beloved 24-year-old "Red Jac-shirt" is still awfully tight. It is possible to wear it, but it looks awfully tight.
I tried it on this morning and the boys each reacted strongly. John said "Wow, look at all the patches! What do they mean, Dad?" and Joshua said "Dad! That's too small!"
So progress remains to be made.
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