The Countdown........Sponsor Me!!!

Let's face it guys; you knew this was coming didn't you?!! You know I am running for a charity, and in an effort to raise as much money for such a worthy cause (as well as one which holds such personal meaning) this blog seems like a good way to spread the word.
I am aware that many of the people who are reading these posts already know me; and as a result have the details of what to do to pledge some of their well-earned spondooolicks (God I love that word!). Having said that......aaaaaaah haaaaaaaaaave a dream!! Would you like to hear it.....? I promise it's clean.....................

Weigh in (43)

I ask you, what do I have to do????! WHAT DO I HAVE TO DO in order to lose weight two weeks in a row???!!!!! This is becoming utterly ridiculous. For the first time I think in the entire course of this adventure, I actually got on the scales feeling absolutely sure beyond any doubt that I had lost weight; absolutely sure that this would be the week. As it turned out....I was absolutely right......two pounds off, weighing me in at an exact 16 stone 8 pounds (sorry!!! couldn't resist....Wee Ali made me do it...honest!!).
The beyond doubt feeling was true. It's been a really good week. Three trips to the gym - plenty of meaty treadmill (FFG) action - and a bit of social badminton thrown in; add to this planting fruit trees and shovelling compost (I felt like such a man!) and a pretty good diet, and that is certainly a recipe for whoooopadeedoooo!.....

The Countdown......Further Treadmill Tips (part 1)

After the trauma described in one of my earlier posts ('no thanks gym'), I am happy to report that the training so far has been without major incident (although I am extreeeemely careful to verify the stationary nature of the treadmill when stepping on it; just in case). Having said that, some words of caution are still necessary, brought on not only by my recent gym experiences but more importantly by those of my brother (henceforth to be known as 'G'), who actually trumps me for exercising calamity....and speaking of trumping......

Flatulence
This is less a warning for me, and more for everyone else. I am so so sorry if you feel I am lowering the tone (for those of you who know me, you are aware it is a level at which I am more comfortable), but a healthy diet and regular exercise is a recipe for......well......rasping bottom burps.....