Decided to do all the photos and stuff at the weekend as its always too dark in the evenings and am always coming back too late to worry about it. So am going to call this the end of month 1 even though I know we're not quite there yet. Weight lost 7kg, GMAX (max distance around gut) down to 117 from 126cm, and the pic makes the change look fairly obvious now. I realise that weight is not all that important, particularly as i can already tell I've put on a lot of muscle, but at 128kg, I still have plenty to do.
Some people seem to get quite energised by whatever changes they see. I think partially because I've done this before and (incorrectly) believe I can lose weight whenever I feel like it and partially because i had PCP sense of humour failure yesterday, I can't claim to be quite so pepped up.
Patrick's note about PCP blues was extraordinarily well timed as I got it in size yesterday. Just soooo sick of boring food, particularly as rice and pasta taste horrific now and I'm pretty desperate for a few drinks as well. The only thing I've got to look forward to is good bread and salmon. My stomach has been feeling full, but my mouth and brain have been telling me I'm still hungry, my shin splints have spread into my ankles and even playing squash is now becoming agony, I haven't slept well for seemingly ages, I've been drinking too much coffee and the sheer amount of change that's happening around me has generated a lot of pent up stress. How do you let your hair down in a PCP friendly way????
The timing of the indulgence couldn't be better, but I think if I'm going to stick this out for the next two months, its going to have to be a bit more than a piece of carrot cake...
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