I've been accused tonight of doing a fairly good impersonation of Mr Grumpy from the famous Mr Men series of children's books and it's fair to say it was a reasonable assessment of my demeanour. I'm having one of those periods in any weight loss journey where no matter how much I do right nothing seems to happen on the scales. The problem with this long term, is that it plays with my mind and I begin to lose faith in the process and fall into a binge-fest sooner or later. I'm stuck around 113-114kgs at the moment and can't bloody-well seem to find the 112's no matter how hard I try. I've been pretty good for the last week albeit there's been the odd poor moment and I've done a significant amount of exercise in an attempt to get the body shrink moving again but it seems to be to no avail.
Now I know what the experts will say and I'm sure you'll all agree. STAY OFF THE DAMN SCALES YOU MORON! Just get on once a week and be done with it. Yeah, yeah I know but I don't work like that. I'm an instant gratification sort of guy and at the moment I'm feeling very unfulfilled.
My grand plan of getting to 110kg by months end is shot to pieces and I'm pretty disappointed about it but life goes on.
OK time to assess some positives to pep me up and refocus all this negative energy.
1. I'm way ahead of the projected plan of a kilo a week. By that rationale I should be 120kg this week not 113.5 so I'm 6-7kg 's in front and that's a good thing.
2. My 46 inch waist jeans are now totally unwearable and I'm squeezing back into my 38's from years ago. They're a bit bloody tight but they'll get better soon I'm sure.
3. I've got some really positive comments regarding my success so far both on here and in person which is nice and motivating to hear.
4. My dodgy knee, while still looking like a overfilled water balloon, is actually feeling better than it has in a while and I think that will only improve with time.
Ok that's better, I think I just dropped a level or two on the grumpy bastard scale.
As for the other significant journey of my current existence. I am spending another fun-filled week immersed to the eyeballs in sport and once again life is pretty good. I was lucky enough to be the first journo on site when Darren Lockyer announced his retirement yesterday and if not for my dodgy IPhone I may well have been the first person to tweet the news. Ricky Ponting then dominated discussions in the office today after his retirement as Aussie cricket captain so now I'm just wondering if Matt Giteau or Chris Judd will make a shock announcement tomorrow to keep the monster news week going. I'm hoping to have two yarns in the paper tomorrow (both rugby league) which is the pay-off for all the free hours we interns give to the paper.
So with another big day following our Aussie sports stars to come tomorrow I'll bid you goodnight and retire to the boudoir (hang on that's a chicks room isn't it) make that bedroom and get my beauty sleep for the morning (god knows I need it).
Till we next meet.
P
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