The Bikeless Wonder

Humph.

Second day without any biking done. Walking again, roughly the same distance as yesterday – around 450 caloriesworth – and a significantly lighter calorific day – a few of my pleasure-vacuumed hot Starbucks, one cold, all with skimmed milk (and mostly Mistos, so less of that), one Starbucks porridge and half a carton of roasted nuts (roughly 400 calories, and with at least a whiff of protein mixed in with the fat).

That’ll do me for today – very taxing day-jobbery today, so needed to get my head down and push on. Tomorrow though, it’s the weekend, and while I still have work to do, and the weather continues to give a solid series of single-finger salutes to the idea of recreational walking (most of the walking of the last two days has been ‘getting to places out of the pigging rain’ walking, rather than ‘striding off into the wide green yonder for the benefit of my health’ walking), mark these words – there will be biking! If nothing else, I’m at a crucial point in Season 1 of Gotham, goddammit, and I want to know what happens next!

Am I panicking yet? Actually, no. Probably should be – my system is hardly conditioned to the Disappearing lifestyle yet, my metabolism won’t have adjusted enough to burn enough calories just from being alive to let me get away with this nonsense for a couple of days. But the way I see it, this is the difference between a diet and a lifestyle change. There are going to be days and chunks of days like this. The thing is to get back to it as soon as is practically possible and not let the lapse become the lifestyle. So – tomorrow, possibly early if I can haul my ass out of bed – the bikeless wonder will be vanquished, and Biker Boy will return.