The Piecrust Pledge

Bleurgh.

That is pretty much all.

Been walking quite a few days this week, but have still yet to get on a bike. Am about to break that non-habit in the faintly desperate hope of achieving something even vaguely in the same postcode as progress at tomorrow's weigh-in. Not sure, but it feels distinctly unlikely - feel flabby and lumpy and altogether like the whole thing's in failure mode again. Humph.
Hence the bike on-getting. Really speaking, the bike on-getting should be a feature of every day, but deadlines and whatnot simply haven't let it be as important as it should be.

How about this. Whatever the result tomorrow, the next seven days will see me walk at least four times, and bike an hour every day. There you go - that's my piecrust pledge for the day.

Mmmm....piiiiiecrussst...

Then whatever else happens, it retrains the body into expecting a regular chunk of exercise in the day.

Good. That's that sorted then. Will now jump on the bike feeling vindicated and as though I have both some earthly clue what I'm doing, and a dedicated plan for its achievement, rather than just feeling like a lumpy old fuck.

(Shrugs) Hey, sometimes you've got to lie to yourself, just to shift your point of view.