Ken 2.0: Now 10 percent lighter

That translates to 31 pounds, which is actually a tiny bit better than a 10 percent decrease. I started this project at 307 pounds. Now I weigh 276.

I won't lie. I don't see much of a difference. I've dropped the equivalent of a big bag of dog food, but I'm carrying a couple more of them I could stand to lose.

Most of that weight lingers around my midsection, and my face still looks fat because ... well, because it is.

I mean, 276 isn't exactly skinny. You wouldn't want me testing out your hammock or sitting beside you on a plane.

Even so, losing 10 percent of my body weight isn't a minor achievement. I like to think of those pounds as physical objects stacked up on a table — 31 bags of coffee beans rising like a pyramid, perhaps, or 62 half-pound hamburgers.

I try not to equate the weight to dumbbells, which are dense and compact. I prefer bulky objects. If I knew what 31 pounds worth of cotton candy looked like, I'd use that as my mental image.