Staying Hungry When Your Life is Full

Leftover pot pie. Resistance is futile.

I weighed in this morning at 224.5 lbs. It’s the heaviest I’ve been since I lost the sympathy weight after our first child was born.

Last time, my heft resulted from a back injury, lots of business travel, and the cupcakes my pregnant wife would bring to the office. I was pudgy — like Ned Beatty in Deliverance soft. (And we know what happened to him.) I’m much stronger now, but the scale reveals…