Damn, is it June already?

The month of May has tended to be a good one for me. It's the month I have started nearly all of my successful diets -- is "successful diets" sort of an oxymoron? -- so I am definitely sort of sad to see it end.

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This May was one of the best. Despite not starting till May 3rd, I lost 32.5 pounds, which means I reached 65 percent of my 50-pound goal for my two months in Texas and nearly a third of my long-term goal of dropping -- dare I say it? -- a hundred pounds.

I haven't weighed 172 pounds since 1989. The last time I was significantly under 200 was in 1996, when I made it down to about 185, but I feel so damn good about the way things are going now that I have no doubt I can do it.

There are some other side benefits I expect to gain from this. I'll be able to pack away the CPAP machine I have been using for years to help with my sleep apnea. Once I'm no longer overweight, apnea -- indeed, snoring -- just isn't going to be a problem anymore.

In addition, when Nicole and I move to Georgia next spring, I am going to start playing golf without a cart. Walking 18 holes may take a little bit longer, but it will be wonderful exercise and will help me keep my weight down.

When this month ends, I will be getting ready to leave Texas and return home for the last nine months or so before we move to Georgia. I'll definitely be counting the days to that event; I have been about as entertained by urban Southern California as I care to be.