So yesterday was Monday and, if you are a regular reader of this blog, you know what that means.

That says, for the hard of seeing, 318.4 pounds.  That’s up from 314.8 pounds last week, a gain of 3.6 pounds.

I noted the one other time that my weight did not decrease from Monday to Monday that I refuse to freak out over an occasional bump in the road, and especially a bump that can be accounted for by so many possible things.  I will say that I am pleased that my weight remains by all indications in the three-teens where it has been for three weigh-ins in a row.  So we’ll see where I’m at next week.  I still firmly believe I’m headed into two-nineties, and the only question is when I’ll get there.