Monday, 19 January 2015

What You Wanted to See In The First Place!

Frontal Shot.Profile shot - Cannot get camera to focus
Too slow for the timer. Copious man boob.
Girlfriend cameo!
What you all wanted to see in the first place!
Day 1 - 111.4kg (245.6lb)
Forgive the less than stellar photography!

Ex Lege

Ok, so a couple of things, you know, the ‘preliminary promises' that I’m rolling my eyes looking at even now, and in the back of my and everyone else’s minds there’s the doubt as to whether I will actually stick to them.

But for that express purpose I’ve decided to make them simple:
1) I will try my best to follow my calories-per-day intake
2) I will try my best to steer clear of food clearly bad for me
3) I will try my best to keep informed
4) I will try my best to not make excuses
5) I will try my best to work proper exercise into my regime
6) I will try my best
N.B. I’m adding this because it’s occurred to me - this is not some task, this is a constant journey one is on. My body is to an extent a representation of me, and I am to an extent a representation of it. It is a constant, and so I will continue to post, through each phase of good or bad, gain or loss (be that fat, muscle, or who knows what!).
In the end it’s my choice to react.
Get fit or die frying!

Raison d'ĂȘtre

My description explains why I’m dieting, so here I’ll go into why I’m blogging about it too.
Last year I had a wake up call when an acquaintance bluntly asked me “What happened?!" in reference to the sheer amount of weight I had put on since he had last seen me.
Now, in some ways I think I’m a no nonsense person, so instead of being butthurt, that spurred me into action, and I began what turned into a very successful diet, losing 20 kilos in a few months. I felt pretty great, particularly health-wise (aside of course from being proud of myself!), but along came the exams, followed by summer after parties, and this and then that… and well - now I’m here, 2 kilos away from my original weight.
Well, I reckon that if I try to document this, making it a hobby or suchlike, then perhaps the myriad of excuses spawned from a practised mind will dissipate somewhat. Retrospect, pride, shame, and other emotions will be new tools. I’ve decided to put down, such that I can review them and thus myself, those few extra steps I want to take.