Day 267: 13.1 kg down

Well I got on the scales. Was pretty disappointed as I've busted my arse this week. But the aim was to set a line in the sand to allow me to adjust if I don't go down quickly enough. As it is, I've basically been the same weight since September, which is quite a while.

I'm sure if I replicate last week in the next week or so I'll be able to get back to 15kg, which is my current goal.

UPDATE: I walked into work (1.5 hours +) and then walked after work (1.25 hours). My thinking is if I get in two walks a day, approaching 3 hours, 6 or 7 days a week, then I'm on the right track. I did have a flash lunch though, and when I got back from the office there was a full carton of piss sent to me by someone for free. These things are sent to try us, although, to be honest, I didn't really feel like a drink at lunch and didn't even think about it when I spotted the carton.

Day 266: 38 Weeks

Wow, 38 weeks off the piss.

That's a lot of weeks.

Didn't weigh myself this morning. Slept in a little but still went for my early morning walk with a mate for 1.5 hours. We were talking about our goals for the year and he asked when I could have a drink again. I said that I wasn't sure I would have a drink after my year, as I seemed healthier and happier without it.

His advice was to stay off it if I could.

Pretty pleased with the walking this week. I should say well pleased. Did a serious walk every day but one, and some days I did two. I've started the walking to work plan, which I think is a great one for loss.

Just need to man up and get on the damn scales so I can set a benchmark for the coming weeks.

Back to the week just past. I really think it's the start of a new phase. I'm feeling better each day, and waking up with a little stiffness, but in a good way. My mind is in the right place.

So this week then, I would like to see more of the same, basically, plus the food getting better and better. And I want to jump on the scales in the morning to get things moving.

Day 266: Risotto

I didn't expect to go for a walk today. I was just lazing around when I received a text from a mate, and we ended up doing the 1.5 hour walk around Mt Cootha. Beautiful day, with the wind in the trees.

No regrets there, as usual.

Cooked another risotto for lunch as we didn't have anything planned. Just a butter and parmesan one, with real meat broth. Pretty darn tasty.

Not so sure about dinner. I've got a sweet potato that's calling my name I think. With some rice.

I'm not sure what day I'm going to weight myself to get it cracking. Probably Sunday morning is a good idea. So tomorrow I'll draw a line in the sand and expect some results from here on in with all the walking I've been doing.

That reminds me I've got to SMS a mate to try and line up the big walk tomorrow around the hill.

Day 265: More walking

Well I walked home last night. It was a bloody good workout, partially because I was rooted, and partially because there is a nasty fucking hill where I live.

I woke up feeling as though I am moving in the right direction and walked in just now (1.5).

I ate a shitload last night. As I said, when I start out big with the exercise I go on a bit of an eating rampage. That settles down in time but the exercise stays.

Feeling pretty positive about it all. Want to get back to 15, then aim for 20.

Will weigh myself this weekend.

Day 263: Compliment

I got a compliment today, while walking the hill. It is worth recording, as I do not get many. The complimentor was a fellow who walks with his mates, and his dogs, up the same path my mother and I walk. We have said hello to him for many months, but have not seem him for some weeks. They would be in their 50s, most likely.

At the top of the hill, the fellow he was with asked my mother about New Zealand. The first guy then said to me (his first words spoken to me ever): "You look fantastic - a shadow of your former self. How much have you lost?".

As someone wanting to lose weight, you can't ask for more than that.

As I don't feel I've lost any weight for 6 months or thereabouts, perhaps my body shape has otherwise been changing with the healthy living/exercise. My mother tells me she can see I cut a better profile from behind, not so much the belly but my back/legs and so on.

Anyway, whatever the reason, it's nice to get a compliment. And motivating.

Back to this week: corker Mon/Tue exercise wise, nothing wed (but poor food), and a good walk this morning around the hill (1.5) and I hope to walk home after work, which would bring it to 3+ for the day.

Day 261: Fucking knackered

Almost gone off the blocks too hard. 2.5 hour walk before work today. Started getting distressed half way during the day (check prior blog entries on getting stressed with Cootha) and listened to reason and cabbed it home.

Ate some crap.

But, as I have observed before, whenever I go berko with the exercise I always crave more calories and get distressed. The way through it is to just keep on going with the exercise, focus on establishing a routine, and the food cravings/distress goes away once you are used to it.

Would like to go around Cootha again tomorrow. Hopefully the big one.

GF and her mates are getting PISSED tonight at my place. Doesn't tempt me at all, but does make me feel like having somewhere else to crash to sleep, early.

Day 260: Two walks

Well, first day of the new regime.

Walked for an hour and a half to get to work.

Walked for an hour and 10 minutes after work (and cabbed it home).

Ate a packed lunch, avoided the biscuit jar, and ate my pre-cooked tuscan ragu (made yesterday) with freshly cooked pasta for dinner. I didn't go back for seconds but had grapes for dessert.

Pretty fucking pleased with day one.