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Despite the objections of my family, who think that a short post about my weight once a week is indicative of an “obsession” on my part(?), the updates will continue.
For the third week in a row, I’m at the same weight. Clearly I need to try a bit harder.
That’s it. I’m OBSESSED, me! 🙂
Almost forgot to do this! Compared to last week I am still 79.5 kg.
I seem to have reached a plateau (is it still a plateau when you’re going down, not up? Oh, who cares). On the good side, I didn’t really try at all last week and still didn’t put any weight on, which implies that, if I actually start making an effort again, I will start losing.
Need to knuckle down before yummy Christmas food starts tempting me. There’s already a packet of mince pies in the kitchen with about 5 million calories in each one. DO NOT WANT.
I appear to be the same weight this week as I was last week. THIS IS NOT GOOD ENOUGH!
79.5 kg! Another drop compared to last week.
Another few weeks and I’ll be at my target. The challenge then is maintaining it. But for now I’ll settle for the general feeling of well-being.
Hmm.
80.5 kg.
I’m not quite sure how I managed that, considering I haven’t even been trying since last week, but in the absence of evidence that my bathroom scales are broken, I’ll accept it. 🙂
Disaster!
Well, sort of. I’m 81.5 kg. I’ve not gone up compared to last week, but I’ve not gone down (fnarr) either.
I blame the delicious pizza place round the corner from my house — with its free delivery and affordable prices — for tempting me with a 12 inch pizza on Saturday night. Curse you, Central Cuisine!
Time to redouble my efforts, methinks.
Hold on to your hats, people — it’s that time of week again, when Robert stands on the scales and hopes they don’t say “one at a time, please”.
I weighed myself this morning and the result was: 81.5 kg. Another small drop from last week.
I’m really pleased with how it’s going. I’ve achieved a level of self-discipline that frankly I didn’t think possible, and the results are showing.
If I keep this up, I will easily reach my target weight by the beginning of December. Then at Christmas I will probably put it all back on again. Oh well.
83kg. Not much of a drop from last week (I blame Mum’s delicious home-made scones) but nothing to be ashamed of.
Um, that’s it.
Not as drastic a weight loss as last week. No amount of jiggling on the scales this morning could get them to go below 84.5kg.
To be honest I was a bit more lax than I could have been this week so I’m not too surprised that it’s only a small drop. But even a small loss of weight is better than none at all, so I’m still pleased. 🙂
If I had a personal trainer, I’d be making an indignant phone call to him right about now:
“In general, for weight loss, exercise is pretty useless,” says Eric Ravussin, chair in diabetes and metabolism at Louisiana State University and a prominent exercise researcher.
Actually I’m not particularly peeved about this information. I joined a gym six years ago (almost to the day, in fact!) and although I haven’t lost much weight, I feel healthier generally, so I’m happy overall.
The bad news: apparently the best way to lose weight is to… well, eat less. Bugger. Hampo likes his food.