16 Weeks

Blood was 6.2 this morning. Did a six mile walk, came home. Did an hour in the gym at lunchtime, seemed to do a lot better in terms of eating today. Did a blood test after dinner, and it had gone down to 5.4.

Got a call from the gym this afternoon, saying that d and I have reached our 16 week point on this GP Referral scheme...which means, once we get through our final interview, we should have half-price access to all the leisure centre's facilities, any time, day or night. That's gonna be fantastic - it's gonna mean I can probably afford monthly anytime-swimming and gymming, which is going to free up our scope for exercise.

In other news, the chorus of anti-Atkins feeling continues to grow. I've had another couple of people today tell me it's probably not a good idea. So on the whole, the Atkins decision is still on hold. Most people tell me I should just continue as I've been going, just tighten everything up - the eating discipline, the exercise regime etc.

The thing is, the doc's logic makes some sort of sense to me - beating up the part of my brain that's content to coast, pushing on down into new territory. But is it worth it? I don't know...I just don't know.

Of course, passing the 16-week mark will make pushing the exercise barrier easier (although it's not lost on me I have an exercise biker right freakin' here, so exactly how much easier I want it I'm not entirely sure...).

Let's see - let's get the interview done on Saturday, and see what shocks or reliefs Tuesday has in store, and see how necessary a radical change of direction feels at that point? After all, what we're actually talking about here is two solid months of no progress, followed by two weeks of backsliding. A total weight gain of less than six pounds, after ten weeks. This is what I'm putting on one side of the scales...versus a radical extremely low-carb, ketosis-based regime that would undoubtedly drive me more insane, and which might mean regaining weight at the end at a rate of knots...

Sigh...Let's see...