y = mx + b and m is zero

The slope intercept form for a line is written as y = mx + b.

M stands for the slope, which would be the rate of change.  rise/run.

If M is zero then that would be a horizontal line, such is the rate of my weight loss as of lately.

I predicted this though, right?

The inevitable plateau, the achilles heel of passion addicts like me.  People who give a million and ten percent on projects or new ventures, but only until things get normal.

That's why I've had 10 jobs in the last 5 years, and why I've never been at a weight I was happy about.

The work is almost easy compared to the wait.  Working out isn't easy physically but I enjoy it enough and it rewards me enough to make it something less than a chore.  I like being active, doing stuff I like is easy, that's what I mean by easy.

I hate waiting, I hate not being able to control time and when things happen.  So I appreciate God's lesson in patience lately.  What an unfortunate thing that "Patience is a virtue" has become such a cliche, it should be a daily revelation.  Patience, I've learned, seems to be at the core of success.  The success of many a wealthy business heroes has been attributed to patience; the slow, steady building of something strong and powerful.

Patience, to you I tip my hat.  I do not like to endure you today but tomorrow I will enjoy your fruit.

I am being transformed into one of those biker fanatics you see on the streets.  I've been riding my bike two hours at a time and I love it.  Biking (outside) not in the gym, has been the key for staying excited.  I'm still doing my 3 lifting sessions a week coupled with some cardio, but I'm spending a lot of time enjoying the outdoors.  Once you get past the sore butt syndrome biking just gets more fun everyday.

As far as progress goes, I don't give myself enough credit.  I recently raised the amount on almost every weight exercise I've been doing and I can tell my body is starting to go from medium rare to medium.  The ultimate goal is well done if you didn't catch the pun.  Cook a steak to oblivion and push your finger into it.  That's how I want my belly to feel, well done.  I'm going to transform the old sayings into new, more real, culinary based sayings.  No more "Rock-hard" abs or "Buns of steel".  If you had buns of steel there would be a loud clanking sound every time you sat down to go to the bathroom.

That's all I've got for right now.  Stop surfing the web and do something.