291 (10% off my start weight of 323) was the first major goal I've been shooting for, and this morning marked 290, 33 big ones gone for good. If it weren't for my mystery gastritis in December and 3FC, I wouldn't be feeling so good right now.
33 pounds is so little off my very fat frame, and it's still more than 40 pounds higher than my highest remembered
but the NSVs are still noticeable: when I gave blood last week, I had no trouble sitting back up afterwards (whereas before I struggled to rise to a sitting position on the hard table); no new sizes yet, but everything I was busting out of fits again, and a few pairs of jeans I bought not realizing I was too big for them fit fine now. Things like that.
Here's looking forward to 262, the next 10% goal.