Part of being on a diet
is a weekly weigh-in to see how (or if) the weight loss is
progressing. In this new diet I've decided to have the weekly
weigh-in on a Friday morning. That way I can pig out at the weekends
and diet during the week. In this first week my weight's dropped from
a shade over sixteen stone to just over fifteen and a half stone.
That's seven pounds off thanks to calorie counting and being
constantly hungry.
I'm a quarter of the way
to my target weight of what I was after the last diet. The first
week's weight loss is always the most impressive; let's see how it
continues.
I had my usual breakfast
of jam on toast. "MyFitnessPal" (dot com)
doesn't make allowances for your dog having the crusts; buut they
can't be more than fifty calories at most. And with toast scoffed I
set off to work. The
morning's news really came as no surprise; those who have
whistleblown in the public sector have generally not received the
legal protection they should have. Instead they have been the victims
of "shocking bullying and harrassment"... The sad
take-home message here is that one should keep one's trap shut. Too
late for many of us now though...
I stopped off at
Morrisons for some loo rolls and diet sugar (yes- it exists),
and then did a day's work before coming home again. The evening's
news was depressing. War
and plague.
This is the twenty-first century and history is just repeating
itself. We may have instantaneous communication, high speed travel,
wonderful technology, but as a race we are just the same as we ever
were.
I came home via "My
Boy TM" where I emptied my car and
collected the gas-barby, aand once I'd walked "Furry Face TM"
round the co-op field I had a rather dull evening of domestic
drudgery. Household accounts, ironinng, assoorted dull until "er
indoors TM" came home with fish and chips.
So much for the diet...
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