Back on the road again

It lives!
Having given up on life and having lost all hope, I took a long, long trip down Angst Road into Fat Canyon. I foundered there for a while, living on pizza and ice cream. As you can imagine, I grew fatter in my sad hopelessness. It really sucks to be both fat and depressed!
Yeah, that's over now. Life is short, but I'm not dead yet. I've been back on the road to healthy for almost two months. All I've been doing is tracking everything I eat using Livestrong's My Plate. An all time high of 380 has started melting away--I'm at 343 and am still on track. Not too shabby, if I do say so myself. I've made it past the "10%" loss that is supposed to have an immediate effect on insulin response, etc. I do walk a little bit taller because of that.
That's it for now.