Accumulative Effect

This is the second day of the new excersise regime i've started. The walks i am talking each night are taxing compared to my excersise coutner-parts, but then I am carrying several more kilos then they are.

I am also not really sure what people mean when they ask me whether or not I feel good after the excersise? Maybe I just dont get it or something; aren't i supposed to get endorphines or something? Meh.

In either case i sweat like a pig after a nightly walk of 2 - 3 Kms and I manage to go on by telling myself that the more I sweat, the more fat I loose. Im not sure if this is scientifically correct, but as far as my psychè is concerned, it doesnt really matter.

Today my food consumption was down, although it was more fatty then I would have liked. I had a zinger burger and small chips from KFC for lunch and a small bowl of (basically) risotto for dinner. I was particularly happy about resisting any second serves. So that's eat-less down pat. If only I wasnt so busy.

So I was walking tonight and i was thinking. 75Kg is my target weight, which means i need to loose about 1/3 of my body mass. I dont really want to be muscular, or even fit; i just dont want to be fat anymore.

You know that somethinf is wrong when you simply can not allow for denial anymore. The number above is something that I simply couldnt avoid any longer. No matter what I did, where i turned, it was there.

You can only avoid mirrors so long.

The funniest thing about it though, is that contrary to popular belief, I dont actualy eat that much. Sure i can eat a massive rump like the next guy and i drink Diet Coke like no bodies business, but my daily intake of calories isnt that high. Unfortunately, like a lot of geeks, neither is the number of calories that I burn in a day.

So today it begins, a blog on Ashley loosing his spare tire in 2 easy steps - eat less, do more.