Last Saturday I wrote of dropping out of my 230s for the first time since beginning this diet March 1, and I qualified the milestone with the understanding that what goes down must go up.

I did just that the next day, re-crossing the threshold and landing at 230.4 on March 25, but the days since have been astoundingly seesaw-less, leaving me at 225.4 as of this morning. Five pounds in four days.

I attribute it to being in the zone, for want of a proper term. My physiology has finally calibrated to the reduced caloric intake and I simply need nor want anything more. Case in point is these last two days in which my consumption has been 1,966 and 1,919 calories, respectively — while not feeling even slightly hungry. Up to this point, I’d be happy to finish a day at 2,600 calories and only feel partially famished. Trust me: it’s a moderately euphoric feeling.

That sensation took longer to arrive in 2006 when I started my descent from my all-time high of 263 that finished six months later with me at an all-time adult low of 208.  Interestingly enough it never arrived when I caught myself at 236 in July 2010 and reversed that trend. I was ultimately successful in getting back to 220, but I went no further because each and ever pound I surrendered was a battle — primarily because I wasn’t restricting my calories so determinedly.

So I spoiled myself at breakfast this morning. Not with chocolate-covered chocolate or waffles with extra syrup or a heaping bowl of sugar with some cereal in it. Nah. Instead I went krazee and awarded myself 12 ounces of 1% milk, instead of the usual 6 ounces.

Like I said: In. The. Zone.

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Will Campbell arrived in town via the maternity ward at Good Sam Hospital way back in OneNineSixFour and has never stopped calling Los Angeles home. Presently he lives in Silver Lake with his wife Susan, their cat Rocky, dogs Terra and Hazel, and a red-eared slider turtle named Mater. Blogging since 2001, Will's web endeavors extend back to 1995 with, a comprehensive theater site that was well received but ever-short on capital (or a business model). The pinnacle of his online success (which speaks volumes) arrived in 1997, when much to his surprise, a hobby site he'd built called VisuaL.A. was named "best website" in Los Angeles magazine's annual "Best of L.A." issue. He enjoys experiencing (and writing about) pretty much anything creative, explorational and/or adventurous, loves his ebike, is a better tennis player than he is horr golfer, and a lover of all creatures great and small -- emphasis on "all."