(that’s Londooooon as in ‘London with a long final syllable’ not Londoooon as in ‘Briga….’)
A slight variation to the routine this week with Strictly
taking up last night the weigh-in was bumped to Saturday. Also, if the truth be
known I was living in a little village called ‘Procrastination’ (you know the
place; it’s just down the road from ‘Avoidance’, on the outskirts of ‘Toonervous’).
I remember that old feeling of having what I think has been a good week and
expecting to have lost weight, but extremely nervous in case the familiar
pattern of weight gain continues. If it does then I would start to wonder how
good I need to be to get back to winning weighs (see what I did there??).
As it turns out; number 82 (weigh-in) and 78 (days to go) has been
a roaring success. Now weighing in at 15 stone 9.4 pounds; rounding down to 9.
Now, let me see; taking into account last week’s 15 stone 13 pounds makes……….dragging
this out aren’t I?.....hey, cut me some slack; it’s been a while…..a loss of
phwoarrrr pounds; now that really is more like it!
It was as much with a sense of relief as a sense of warm,
fluffy-bunny-feeling when I got off the scales. I’m not arrogant enough to claim to
have ‘turned the corner’, but it is nice to get back to a successful week. So, 4 pounds down, training on schedule, and asides from some serious nerves about getting out on the road tomorrow for an 11 mile run am feeling all in all pretty good!
I’m sure that equilibrium-threatening challenges are just
round the corner; but for now I am just going to sit back on my slightly less
heavy rear, and enjoy the evening!!
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