On Jan 6, I stepped on the scale at a scary 195 pounds. Only once in my life was I ever heavier when I topped (and bottomed, lots of bottom!) at 199 pounds. I was young and cute and had hair then, so I could get away with it. Even then, it prompted me to get out and get fit.
After years of ultra-running, I thought the 190's were a thing of the distant past, but BAM! One injury and a lot of chili-cheese-fries later, the 190's and I met again.
Thankfully, after a little self-control, and even less exercise, I'm back in the 180's (to stay for a while, at least until I get back to the 170's!). This morning I hopped up on the scale and recorded a my weight at 188.5. Cool beans. Getting back to fighting weight!