The Disappearing Horse

Yep - that figures. Told you the post-Rumspringa weigh-in would be grim. And so it was - 15 stone 3.

But the resolution of post-Rumspringa continues good and strong and constant and quiet - Not sure what happened when I ate that ice-cream last week, but it rebooted my commitment to this thing. With the walking on the weekend to use as a springboard, I did a lunchtime gym session today. Tomorrow, there'll be pre-work walking, possibly lunchtime walking (time permitting) and gyming and swimming in the evening. And on we go from there.

It feels kinda like being in Phys Ed class at school, where you'd run up to a vaulting horse, and as it got close, something spooked you or your legs gave out and you stopped before the jump. That's what 15 stone felt like - like I was too close to get a run up...
Now, having gone back three steps as it were, it's like I feel I can take a proper run up at the Disappearing horse again, and this time, if I get a bit of momentum behind me, I can keep on going and vault that barrier. Vault it all the way down to 14 stone 7, and then keep running. I guess it's also like a birthday thing - March 1st was my first birthday as a Disappearing Man, and I was striving so hard to get to see 14 on the scales for that that once I got there, and the calendar clicked over the one-year milestone, it felt like everything was done.

Doesn't feel like everything's done any more. Feels like there's lots to do - and lots to do is what I do best. in which connection, I've had my first paying customer for my business - Jefferson Franklin Editing - which is exciting and timely and will hopefully be the first of many, so there's that to do too. (Again, don't judge my editing skills by this blog - this is what I do when I'm off the clock, and for fun!).

So on we go...I have the Disappearing horse firmly back in my sights and - arguably for the first, or at most second time in history - I feel like I can vault the bugger...

And we're off!