Tuesday 20 March 2007

Can bowling count as exercise?

breakfast - cardboard flakes, fruit
lunch - wrap, low fat cottage cheese etc
dinner - not had it yet.

Today, I feel like I should be doing more. I was going to do exercise on Sunday but it was rainy, so couldn't go walking and I had already done swimming on Saturday. Gym? you have to be inducted 'Gym Inductions - on Saturday, when the moon is half and the wind is in the north- easterly direction' thanks, not much use at 2pm on Sunday. So I kind of feel like I have missed a exercise session. I might just go and run around a bit, chase small children, or cars, that could be fun, 'no wait! my hands caught in your doooooooor!' or something. and when I get caught by the police, I can tell them that I am doing excercise, and they would have to prove me wrong, and it will be all so funny, and in the end the police people will be laughing, coz its all so weird, and i say, maybe arrest all joggers, and they say, because 'they go round and round and round' and we will all sing Blur, and forget about all this silly nonsense about being arrested for chasing cars, and we will all be best mates and go down the pub. The End.

Monday 19 March 2007

fat-tains blog supplementary.

Jeans. My jeans don't fit. They never did. shortish legs. massive thighs, normal
waist, means that all my jeans are saggy in the ass, and probably a size too big round the waist, just so they don't crunch, ahem, the inner thigh.

I wore some trousers with bulldog clips down the back and I looked way cool! Well sort of, It was really odd to see the shape, as a bloke you never see the real shape, with big shirts and ill fitting jeans. It looked all drain pipe like, just like the cool kids in the indy bars.

Saw a bloke in the pub the other day, and he was huge, like a big walking pyramid, and i thought poor bloke and then I thought, no that's rude to assume that, he is unhappy because he wears shirts large enough to be a tent. Then I thought oh no, I think that he is wearing a tent that's just as rude as thinking he should be unhappy coz' he's huge. Then I got distracted by a passing moth or something, maybe a shaft of iridescent light.

Was served by a bloke who must have been 7ft tall, he was absolutely huge, and the name on the cash till console in a you-are-served-by way said 'Stretch'. I mean, honestly, do you really need to point it out? And then, get this, another bartender came over who was as tall and even wider! I wasn't served by him so i never found out what his name was maybe something like, 'really big bloke' or maybe 'large', or 'My parents are giants and i am a giant toddler, lost on the way to the pay pit'. But something descriptive I imagine, my name would be 'slightly fattie' just in case there was a confusion at the bar and the chicken tikka with rice got mixed up with the bangers and mash with half a cider, and then A) they would know who to blame B) I could differentiate myself from huge and stretch, so that people would see me as an individual, not just someone who was smaller that the really big bartenders. But I will never work in that bar with huge and stretch, so I guess i don' t need to worry.

You're the One for me, fatty
You're the One I really, really love
And I will stay
Promise you'll say
If I'm in your way
You're the One for me, fatty
You're the One I really, really love
And I will stay
Promise you'll say
If I'm ever in your way
A-hey

All over Battersea
Some hope; and some despair
All over Battersea
Some hope; and some despair
Oh ...


You're the One for me, fatty
You're the One I really, really love
And I will stay
Promise you'll say
If I'm in your way
You're the One for me, fatty
You're the One I really, really love
And I will stay
Promise you'll say
If I'm ever in your way
A-hey


All over Battersea
Some hope; and some despair
All over Battersea
Some hope; and some despair
Oh, oh ...


You're the One for me, fatty
You're the One I really, really love
And I will stay
Promise you'll say
If I'm ever in your way
A-hey


You're the One for me, fatty
You're the One for me, a-hey-hey
A-hey
A-hey
A-hey
A-he-he-he-hey

Sunday 18 March 2007

WEIGH IN WEIGH OUT

day 8/9

So, the first full week of my getting fit experiment and I have lost 1.5kg which is great considering i was going for 0.5kg a week. I am better at swimming, can now swim a mile with not to much stress.

I was told by a good friend JRF, to cut out the bread about two years ago, to lose weight, so finally i have. Before the regime i would often have 2 slices for toast and then two rounds of sandwich for lunch with cheese and mayo etc etc, and possibly a pizza late at night. bergh!

The diet coke drinks are now making me very sick, so am trying to vary it with gin+ slimline tonic or wine. Not great but better than a pint.

I am also allowing more leniency with the diet as I am way over target at 1.5kg, the amount of exercise seems to cancel out any drinking that I am doing.

It was really windy today and i didn't get pushed over so I still have some way to go.

sat breakfast - carboardflakes and fruit
sat dinner - veggie mush with rice and pork chop

sun breakfast - cardboard flakes and fruit
sun lunch - Salad sanwich, low fat cheese + a meaty snack thing from ALDI
sun dinner - fish and boiled potatoes