no more mr fat guy Archive

it was “only” a long run train­ing ses­sion, as part of the lead-up to the Perth Marathon in June. well, that’s what I kept try­ing to tell myself, but the but­ter­flies and excite­ment built up anyway. intend­ing to do some com­puter work on the sat­ur­day, I found that I couldn’t con­cen­trate. so I gave in,

another year gone, another year­ful of mem­o­ries have flowed into the pool of life, and what a year it was! in the 12 months since the 22nd anniver­sary of my 21st birth­day there have been a num­ber of mas­sive achievements/changes. “offi­cially” younger and fitter it was about a year ago that I did the body clock

no I’m not going to rant about the com­mer­cial­i­sa­tion, and sur­pris­ingly I’m even going to avoid get­ting into the topic of pagan ori­gins being hijacked by rel­a­tively mod­ern reli­gions like christianity… this post is about over-indulgence. specif­i­cally /my/ over-indulgence, and the resul­tant effect on my waist­line shorter than Christ­mas but more calorie-dense? it’s just a

i was think­ing, ear­lier, that it must be about a year since i started going to the gym. turns out that the 1 year anniver­sary of that was last week. how­ever, today (13th feb 2013)  is the anniver­sary of the start of the 12 week weight­loss challenge. other things i’ve noticed, perus­ing the archives, include the

this post was inspired by a lit­tle mon­tage I threw together last night. I did it on a whim, hav­ing spot­ted a cou­ple of “fat pics” in one of my photo albums, and real­is­ing two things: 1. Exactly how much of a change there has been in the past 12 months 2. That my self-image