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Last updated: August 1st 2011
Starting Weight: 133kg___________________Current Weight: 110.4kg__________________Loss so far: 22.6kg
Starting Gut:133cm______________________Current Gut: 110cm______________________Loss so far: 23cm
Starting Mood: Enthusiastic ______________Current Mood: Listless

Saturday, February 5, 2011

Sat-ur-day night ....doodoodoo..doodoo..doodoodoo

A nice quiet night in.

Ahhhhhh.

After last Saturday night's shenanigans and two upcoming Saturday night 40th's this month, I felt it was best to have a quiet weekend at home.

Mission accomplished

I'm planning to be very strict this week with the diet to balance out the upcoming party time. I've been gradually increasing my exercise routine and am now doing around 5-6 days a week for 45-90 minutes depending on the activity. I'm definitely feeling better for it and the weight continues to come off.

As per my promise to myself at the start of this journey, I went to the movies today and enjoyed some chippies and a soft drink. I feel I've been doing the right thing most of the time and after all its all about balance isn't it.

By the way I've been trying out that Pure Blonde low-carb beer. Trying a bit of everything, you know. Well, quite simply it's crap. Really crap. So that experiment is out the window. Think I'll just have to drink less and enjoy the one's I like.

It's back to the newspaper on Monday for a week in features. I'm looking forward to this one as I'm yet to have a decent feature published. So here's hoping I can build a good rapport with the editorial staff and get a few opportunities for a by-line.

Finally, for little bit of light relief I've decided to introduce a JOKE OF THE DAY. I can't promise they'll all be funny but at least they'll take the focus off my boring writing. So here goes.

A bloke meets a hooker in a bar. She says, "This is your lucky night. I’ve got a special game for you. I’ll do absolutely anything you want for $300, as long as you can say it in three words." The guy replies, "Hey, why not?" He pull's his wallet out of his pocket, and one at a time lays three hundred-dollar notes on the bar, and says, slowly: "Paint…my…house."

See ya

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