I realize you didn't actually ask, but you're here, which I take as a sign that you care even just a little bit, and I plan to capitalize on that curiosity.
The truth is - I fell off the wagon a little. After a bad spell, I had to adjust some priorities. Truthfully, the gym lost out a little bit. Then I went on a vacation (more to come on that), and things really fell apart.
But, I'm happy to report that a) my pants still fit the same and b) I'm getting back on track.
I've been avoiding eye-contact with the scale, but I'm sure I've gained. The fact that my pants still fit the same suggests that the gain has been insignificant. The fact that I'm getting back on track means that by next month, me and the scale will probably be back on speaking terms.
I still say that all this getting-healthy nonsense is going to be the death of me.