(Day 110 / -73 lbs. + or -) My Watch Says Minus

I've begun noticing the little things about the whole transformation process- mainly because I don't have access to the scale for another 8 days. Things like how clothes fit, how easy it is to get my wedding ring on and off, and now my wristwatch "dangle".

It used to be very uncomfortable to wear because it is heavy and tight and pinches my wrist and hurts my hand when I bend my wrist and boo-freakin'-hoo; it's just a watch for cryingoutloud! Anyway, if you look at the photo, you can see that it has become fairly loose. That's right, loose and uncomfortable. But it's a GOOD uncomfortable.

Today I ran the bleachers at the high school again. Geez, the bleachers after a football game are quite the obstacle course. There was trash and soda everywhere. Trash was strewn around (within inches) of half-empty garbage cans. It was appalling. I picked up just about everything that was in my path just because I couldn't stand to wade through it- and it was kind of a safety hazard. I really feel for the school custodians.

My son got the mini-rant when I got back this morning. He was at the game last night and I made it a point to impress upon him the importance of making sure his trash made it into the trash can lest he be the one responsible for me slipping and falling to my death on some of his discarded garbage. Well OK, I didn't paint the whole "dead dad in the pile of garbage" picture, I just asked that he pick up after himself.