So – today’s the first weigh-in day since I re-started.
Last week: 19st 7.25.
Today: 19st 3.5. Down 3.75 lbs.
Is it a massive, life-altering, world-rocking difference? No
– but then it hasn’t been a massive, life-altering, world-rocking week either. Perhaps
perversely, I can now reveal that this was the figure I saw after the first two
days – the days of active, long walking. The rest of the week has been
altogether less dedicatedly Disappearing – hell, the last three days have been
mostly spent in a Starbucks, meeting deadlines and cursing about the deadlines
I still have to meet. I’ve been reasonably good as far as eating’s concerned,
but if I’m honest this has been two days of kickass Disappearing and five days
of more-or-less-maintenance.
So am I happy with a loss of nearly, but not quite
four pounds? Well, of course I am, it’s nearly, but not quite two scheduled
weeks’ worth of loss, although I’m aware it’s what’s known as ‘first-fortnight
water’ – when you begin any change of life regime, the first thing to go is all
the excess water you store, rather than actual fat. (Oh, and a fortnight, for
the Americans, means two weeks. I was surprised to learn you didn’t have that
word. Or penultimate? Last-but-one).
So yes – quite happy enough with 3.75 lbs. If nothing else, it feels a lot more
borderline-friendly than 19st 7.25 did. Hey, if I lose the same again in the
week that’s coming, I’ll see an 18 by the next weigh-in. That’s a pretty damn
fine incentive to do more walking and more biking and keep up the reasonable diet
(again, it should be noted I’m using the word ‘reasonable’ here in a way of
which no nutritionist would approve – three days more or less subsisting on
decaffs is not to be recommended to anyone).
Hoping to walk more tomorrow. If I’d walked today, the
perversity we’ve known as weather would have kicked me right in the face with
the April Hailstones of Fuck-You. There is of course something to be said for
just embracing that, and I probably would have, if I hadn’t dressed this
morning for the bright blue skies and fairly strong sun that lured me out of
doors this morning. There’s determination, and then there’s just damned
stupidity.
Onward!
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