Just finished my last run and gym session...I am 76.6...just under a 4 kilo loss in about sixteen days. A tick under ten pound for the sake of metrically challenged Americans. So there we go....not bad, right? I fly to Tokyo tonight, so I guess that's the end of this thread and this little exercise. I said in my first post that I hover between 73 and 76, and I am almost back in that range...given that the next week will be in Japan, walking a lot, and presumably eating local food, which is generally pretty damn healthy, I will probably be back in that range by the time I return (although alcohol will be promptly reintroduced to my system). I think I have done really well actually. I have turned down all kinds of stuff, ranging from pizza to countless nights out (well, not countless, 16
), and with the exception of a work function that morphed into a date, and another date, I haven't had a drink. I have endured a sea of torment from my friends. Bastards. I love those boys. The least healthy thing I have eaten is lasagne - and that was bought for me by a caring roommate when I had a splitting headache and just grunted to get me 'whatever' and closed my eyes again. I have had only two or three sodas, a couple of juices and morning coffees, otherwise, all water. There's a bottle beside me now actually. I have been honest when I have failed both to myself, and have transcribed it here for all to see. So I guess there we have it...I have said often on these boards that my pet hate is when people start 'how do I ____?' threads that they use only as excuses to say that they looked into it and it is impossible for them because (whatever). I have a busy lifestyle, both professionally and socially, and I managed to fit it in. I live in a place with less dining options than probably anyone else on the whole forum - it is harder for me to eat well here than for most of the rest of you - but I managed. I am nursing a fucked knee courtesy of bad technique and an overzealous kickboxing sparring partner, and I don't think I even mentioned it, I just strapped a band around it, stretched, and ran anyway. I'm not overly concerned about maintenance. Typically, as per my response to GQ's earlier doubts, I maintain just by lifting and boxing, and I will be back to that post Tokyo. I needed a shot in the ass, and I gave myself one. I think that's a good thing that I both recognised it, and delivered on it. I don't really know how to end this post...it's erring on the side of self righteous already, but I am happy with what I have achieved, and not shy about admitting that. Good luck with your own goals, and see you after I get back...
), and with the exception of a work function that morphed into a date, and another date, I haven't had a drink. I have endured a sea of torment from my friends. Bastards. I love those boys. The least healthy thing I have eaten is lasagne - and that was bought for me by a caring roommate when I had a splitting headache and just grunted to get me 'whatever' and closed my eyes again. I have had only two or three sodas, a couple of juices and morning coffees, otherwise, all water. There's a bottle beside me now actually. I have been honest when I have failed both to myself, and have transcribed it here for all to see. So I guess there we have it...I have said often on these boards that my pet hate is when people start 'how do I ____?' threads that they use only as excuses to say that they looked into it and it is impossible for them because (whatever). I have a busy lifestyle, both professionally and socially, and I managed to fit it in. I live in a place with less dining options than probably anyone else on the whole forum - it is harder for me to eat well here than for most of the rest of you - but I managed. I am nursing a fucked knee courtesy of bad technique and an overzealous kickboxing sparring partner, and I don't think I even mentioned it, I just strapped a band around it, stretched, and ran anyway. I'm not overly concerned about maintenance. Typically, as per my response to GQ's earlier doubts, I maintain just by lifting and boxing, and I will be back to that post Tokyo. I needed a shot in the ass, and I gave myself one. I think that's a good thing that I both recognised it, and delivered on it. I don't really know how to end this post...it's erring on the side of self righteous already, but I am happy with what I have achieved, and not shy about admitting that. Good luck with your own goals, and see you after I get back...








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