Unff. Did I mention - Thanksgiving?
Weigh-in on Tuesday was static. Totally immobile, not an inch of progress. Fair enough, as the biking regime has gone man-tits up.
Been in London today - walked seven miles today, all told, burning over 900 calories. Sadly, have eaten a bit madly too - breakfast at Burger King, dinner at McDonalds. Bit dickwitted, to be fair. Home now till Christmas, and must knuckle...the fuck...down.
Seem to have succumbed to the boredom of the thing, but clearly that needs to be kicked to death, or ridden beneath the relentless grinding wheels of the exercise bike.
Sigh...
Seeing the doctor tomorrow to talk heart shite, and possibly also weight shite. More news as I get it.
Must sleep now, before I headbutt the screen.
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