So, I still hanging around 180, well that is the high number, my weight goes from 175 to 181, still trying to destroy the pouch, it is a brutal WAR. I have to continually reset my mind. I am weak, I get one good weight and want to celebrate with some butter or milk, or some steak fat. I have to tell you, I am loving the carrots. I love to eat, to chew and swallow. to have something in my belly makes me feel good. My mind and body can tell the difference between some meat and some vegetable, but not completely. im a rabbit lol. I have been having 2 carrots 2 celery 2 oranges and some yogurt with walnuts for nighttime snack. I think I went over last night. (over my 1800 max allotment of calories, according to my Renph smart scale. so for exercise I switched from doing my half assed pushups, they were good, but I knew I was cheating myself. now I do these diamond ones, they much harder, and go all the way down, but can not do much. but wow, they really pump up my chest, I can see my man boobs disappearing. I still hate lifting weights, well not hate, that is a strong word, dislike. For me working most of my life, I have learned to try and conserve energy to keep working, but with weights, your on the waste energy kick.