I could kind of see this coming. One pound on, weighing in at 15 stone 9 pounds; damn it.
Slipped again I'm afraid. Fallen off the wagon - again!! - succumbing to cheese on and cookies with my Subways. Add to this missing an exercise session and that was enough to do the trick. The trick being making a pound of flesh magically reappear! TA-DAAAAAAAAAA!!
As usual, no excuses, but the sniffles have knocked my willpower, not to mention my control. As if the usual challenges associated with running a long way aren't enough, I am now having to deal with a rebellious body. It's letting me down big time at the moment, and it's getting to me. Can't deny it, I am feeling decidedly sorry for myself tonight. Got that 'WHAT ELSE DO I HAVE TO DO GOD?????!!' sort of feeling.
Other than that; life is peachy with a side of keen.......
Sorry if this turns non-fans of the sport off, but these weigh-ins feel a lot like supporting a football team. You get on the scales/go to the match on a Friday evening/Saturday afternoon so full of hope for a good result; if you get it, great! if not....misery. The trauma however is short lived, as after the initial shock you are already looking forward, towards the next game/weigh-in; and hope grows again. I just hope that my weigh-ins prove a better bet than Stockport County!
I suppose I should be grateful for the small mercy that it is only one pound on and nothing worse. All in all, not a good day........
Re-grouping tomorrow......I hope.......!
......51 days until the you know where, you know what......
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!!
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