Fine Wine a mouth-ful at a time

After a brief roller-coaster, I hit 179 solidly this a.m. I had last weekened been on a business trip-honest- to Maine, which involved fishing and sampling fine wines--there were hundreds of bottles. I had a mouthful here and a mouthfull there, as if I were in a winery. I savored each taste more than I would have if I had been freely imbibing. I never got that nice buzz, however, which makes me envious of the astrounauts, spaced out into space. I also cheated on a dessert--I had strawberry shortcake on shortbread, my reward for hitting 180 pounds. Otherwise, I avoided carbs.
When I returned home three days later, I hit 181! I fasted from carbs an entire day and rode my bike six miles after work. The next day I was at 180. I had two pieces of bread that day and a bud of dark chocolate along with the omlette for breakfast, salad for lunch and a salad and chicken breast for dinner.
The bread, by the way, is whole grain. The slices are thin. I cut it myself. In any event, I have four more pounds to go to hit my target of 175, at which point I might establish a new goal of 170! I want my gut to go flat. I also want expenditures for food to go flat to down. Food inflation only will get worse, due to the boneheads in Congress and their fixation on ethanol as a substitute for oil. Shrink your belly, fatten your wallets!