Sunday, 20 November 2011

Sedentary Movement and Relentless Disappearing

I've had a very low-energy weekend, all in all. Which has pretty much meant that d's been working like a whippet on crack. I seem to have invented a new sport-cum-yogic art - the zen discipline of sedentary house-moving. From more or less a sitting position, I've filled quite a few boxes, thrown away a good few garbage-bagsfull of stuff that have cluttered up our lives without our knowing it for years. d meanwhile has done the real heavy lifting, clearing our bedroom, shiftin our mattress, and beginning to pile up our boxes of life there, as we planned. I've failed to move a necessary bookcase, and write this on one of the couches I didn't shift either, and on which it appears we shall be sleeping for a while.

Our life - my life, indeed - looks set to revolve around this entirely different kind of Disappearing for a while, though I did fit some biking in today. I don't at this point expect to have made even the slightest progress towards the 16 stone barrier on Tuesday, and while disappointed, I'll have to simply get on with it. One good thing, I guess, is that I'm intending to get back on the 6.30 walking kick tomorrow.

d pointed something out to me yesterday. As of today, we have just one hundred days left of year one of the Disappearing Man experiment. Clearly, at this point, I'm neither going to reach my ultimate target weight within this time, nor my original target loss of 104 pounds. At most, I'll have lost about 80-odd pounds, a little over six stone in a year. While this will of course be no mean achievement, it won't be enough to let me stop, or even pause for too long a breath. I didn't, after all, start this thing to get close but still be three stone overweight...even though 14 stone, from what I dimly remember, suits me rather better than 11 stone ever did. So, for any that want to come along, or dip in, there will be a Year 2 of this experiment, and we'll see what we shall see, I guess. Rest assured, for all the whining and bitching, this thing ends with just one result - until I get where I want to be, there is no end to the Disappearing.

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