As I predicted many months ago when I first started blogging, my weight loss would happen gradually, almost imperceptibly, much like a snowman melting on a gentle Spring day.
On Friday, I had a meeting in Boston for one my projects. I was the last to arrive and walked into the foyer of the building. There, I was greeted by six people.
One of the women, Kip, met me two years ago at my peak weight. She last saw me several weeks ago. Just as we were to begin the tour of the building, Kip turned to me and said:
"M. You are melting."
It made my day.
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