The Normal Service Resumption

Well...that was a weird week, wasn't it, boys and girls?

Practically no Disappearing Man for a week.

Practically no Disappearing either, to be honest. Been about a month now that I've been off the wagon again. Definitely beginning to show in the re-chunkification - it's probably at least a stone now of regain (14 lbs, Americans). As d remarked to me earlier this week, "Yeah, you really need to get back to it...you're gonna be losing and gaining this same stone forever otherwise..."

She's not wrong. And as I sit here on a Sunday night, I've done buggerall exercise for pretty much a week. Tomorrow...not a whole helofalot will change, to be honest - still up against a stiff deadline tomorrow. Tuesday though...

Tuesday's a whole different ball game. The edit should be finished, and while - let us make no bones about this - there will still be a shedload of stuff to be done, it will be not only possible but probably imperative to get back to the walking, the biking and the eating within calorific bounds. So while there's unlikely to be a significant change to my Disappearing status tomorrow, come Tuesday...there will be a light at the end of the Disappearing tunnel. Tired of it all again, want my energy back, and that only comes with pushing on down and feeling disciplined. So here's to the weigh-in on Tuesday, the philosophical beating I'll take from it, and then the moving the hell on and down.