Another loss

It's like it's falling off now. I weighed myself first thing this morning, and weighed in at 162.4. I was a bit shocked, actually. That's a 2.4 pound loss since last week. I then ate a bit of breaky, then caught my bus to Pradejón for my last day of teaching until October (well, not really, I'll still continue my private classes). I had a tiny snack, just a fruit and nut bar (a couple of points), and then got home around 3. Just for kicks, I stepped on the scale, and it said 160.4. Good lord, though. I mean, I know I hadn't eaten much, but seems like a huge, huge loss in just one week. I went ahead and stuck with the number from this morning, just in case it was the lack of food that was showing that. I'm not complaining, obviously; I just find it strange.
Anyway, a loss is a loss, which is reason to celebrate. Every day I'm closer to my goal, even if I don't have a concrete goal in mind yet. Life is great.