Monday night the missus and I went for our longest run so far. My guess that there were “probably” street lights on one particular mile and a half stretch of winding country lanes turned out to be incorrect, but we made it around the full 4.35 mile loop in about three quarters of an hour, which isn’t bad (and, per walkjogrun.net burned off 800 calories). I felt I could have gone quicker, but we ran at a comfortable pace and by the end — although my legs were tired and aching — I wasn’t especially short of breath. I’m taking this to be an encouraging sign; it suggests I must be reasonably fit to be able to run four miles and not finish coughing and wheezing my guts up. Read the rest of this entry »
This weekend the missus and I attended our ninth and final wedding-related event of 2009. We drove to a lovely picturesque part of the country known as “up north,” for the wedding reception of a very good mate of mine, Richard Cleaver — more commonly known simply as Cleave. He’s the only person I know with his own theme tune: “Cleaver Las Vegas” sung to the tune of a well known Elvis song of a similar title. Read the rest of this entry »
Last week I decided to move my weigh-in day from Monday to Friday. There was some theory attached but to be honest it doesn’t stand up to much scrutiny. So on Friday I weighed myself and had lost another 2lbs since Monday. Overall I was down 6lbs, and had lost 8lbs in eleven days without resorting to drastic tactics (i.e. exercise). Read the rest of this entry »
Last Monday I waddled down to Boots for my first weigh-in, fairly confident that although I hadn’t been especially strict with myself I should at least have lost a little bit of weight in the course of my first week of dieting. I was a bit disappointed therefore when the scales informed me I had gained 0.2kg. This wasn’t surprising when I reflected on what I’d eaten that week. I won’t bore you with the specifics but I had treated myself to: fish and chips (Monday), pizza and a few beers (Friday), full English breakfast with black pudding and fried bread, several pints of Guinness, kebab (Saturday), a BBQ and more pizza (Sunday). Writing that out makes me quite ashamed. And a bit hungry.
Read the rest of this entry »
