Tucked up in bed after another victorious match in the Oakgate C team season (what do you mean.....who?!!!). Tired boy, but happy at the signs of continued improvement in my fitness. After the match on Friday I confess that the knees feel a bit tricky, but I got through tonight without getting nearly as out of breath as previous matches. Yay me!
'Weigh in'; sounds simple doesn't it? Two words, easy to pronounce; the world over, people are doing it every day. But for someone who is trying so hard to lose weight (and I know I am not alone in this), the simple act of getting on a set of scales is anything but straightforward......
First there is the agony of anticipation (agonipation? anticigony?); the agony of hoping that a week of working on your health isn't about to come crashing down, and more importantly the agony of just not knowing. Then....
WELCOME
Hello there everyone, and welcome to my blog (hats off to 'Blogging for Dummies' for teaching this dummy how to....you know!).
I am overweight; make that very overweight. I think the technical term is 'morbidly obese'....ouch! Over the last few years I have had a few health warning shots, enough to make me realise that although there is nothing going on with my health that can't be reversed; my time is running out to do something about it before something really bad happens.
So this is my journey to health, and the plan is an ambitious one. I want to lose weight, and I want to get fitter; fit enough to run the Manchester 10k in May of 2012, fit enough to run a half marathon towards the end of 2012, and then fit enough to run the London Marathon in 2013, where the blogging journey will end at the finish line down the Mall.
I write this in the hope that the words and thoughts of both myself and readers can inspire me when the journey gets difficult, then hopefully people can be inspired by my story; believing that the most difficult journey is possible.
I make a promise to you that I will be honest - if the wheels fall off and I have six pizzas in two days, I will come clean - and I will do my very best. Share it with me.
......Wish me luck!!
I am overweight; make that very overweight. I think the technical term is 'morbidly obese'....ouch! Over the last few years I have had a few health warning shots, enough to make me realise that although there is nothing going on with my health that can't be reversed; my time is running out to do something about it before something really bad happens.
So this is my journey to health, and the plan is an ambitious one. I want to lose weight, and I want to get fitter; fit enough to run the Manchester 10k in May of 2012, fit enough to run a half marathon towards the end of 2012, and then fit enough to run the London Marathon in 2013, where the blogging journey will end at the finish line down the Mall.
I write this in the hope that the words and thoughts of both myself and readers can inspire me when the journey gets difficult, then hopefully people can be inspired by my story; believing that the most difficult journey is possible.
I make a promise to you that I will be honest - if the wheels fall off and I have six pizzas in two days, I will come clean - and I will do my very best. Share it with me.
......Wish me luck!!
Wednesday, 19 October 2011
Monday, 17 October 2011
Weigh-in Eve
All in all, I can 100% confirm that Weigh-in Eve is no nearly as much fun as Christmas Eve.
On December the 24th, you are decking the halls, stepping out for a winter walk and anxiously waiting for those jingle bells of Santa's sleigh; tonight I will be checking my calories, stepping up and down on my Wii Fit board and......well.......just anxiously weighting......
On December the 24th, you are decking the halls, stepping out for a winter walk and anxiously waiting for those jingle bells of Santa's sleigh; tonight I will be checking my calories, stepping up and down on my Wii Fit board and......well.......just anxiously weighting......
Friday, 14 October 2011
Sporting Moments - A Dish Best Served Unconscious
Another footballing anecdote for you, and yet another which I didn't witness; coming indirectly via my brother Paul (he takes up the stories from when I was a dribbling, incoherent, crying thing lying in a cot......just to clarify, that means when I was a baby and not after a particularly wild night out, although come to think of it, with the exception of the cot.....).
Les Bradd - in his three years with County - became a legend. I've done a bit of research (well, googled his name....), and he scored 30 goals in just over 100 appearances for the club (hardly Ronaldo, but it's Stockport County we are talking about here). I have also tried to tell this story in greater detail (some parts are lacking, and for this I apologise, the basic facts are accurate though) by contacting Les himself; I thought I had him working in PR at Nottingham Forest FC, but he left there some time ago and has now fallen off the radar........
Les Bradd - in his three years with County - became a legend. I've done a bit of research (well, googled his name....), and he scored 30 goals in just over 100 appearances for the club (hardly Ronaldo, but it's Stockport County we are talking about here). I have also tried to tell this story in greater detail (some parts are lacking, and for this I apologise, the basic facts are accurate though) by contacting Les himself; I thought I had him working in PR at Nottingham Forest FC, but he left there some time ago and has now fallen off the radar........