As well as destroying a carpet last night, I also achieved the surprising feat of losing about 6 pounds in weight. I'm not quite sure how that happened. Some might suggest that the combination of reasonably healthy eating (excepting the weekend's gorging) and the exercise of running around a three storey house may have something to do with it. I wouldn't like to comment. Either way, I'm the right side of a stone boundary that I temporarily dropped below back in October and then lost my grip on. This is great. Maybe my goal of being the same weight that I was when I was 20 might be in sight after all. Were I to get into a weightloss groove and lose weight consistently for the next ten weeks or so - say to the end of March - I would most probably be at least one trouser size down and a hell of a lot more fit/healthy.
Like that's actually going to happen. Still, it's nice to dream.
Like that's actually going to happen. Still, it's nice to dream.
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