One of my major related activities has been weighing myself daily, and, every day after I've gone to the Cheesecake Factory, I've stepped on the scale with some trepidation.
And every time, it's not been so bad, despite my having stuffed myself uncomfortably silly the night before.
Last night I was fairly uncomfortable walking out of the restaurant.
And today, for the first time, I finally weighed in at less than 230.