Fatbusting: MvJ's log (a blob's blog)
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[b]Day 6-- In which Our Hero knows the moment of truth is coming and feels rather scared [/b]<br />
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Weight-- too scared to go near the scales<br />
Alcohol-- intake more than expected, thanks to Ayoub.<br />
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Just one day until the first weigh-in and MvJ is scared. A gut-busting session on the bike to kick things off today, but then the Crusaders game beckoned (3.30pm) and that put paid to that. <br />
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MvJ did walk 45 minutes to the pub though-- Potts Point to the Harlequin Inn for those that know Sydney. -
[b]Day 7-- Moment of Truth #1[/b]<br />
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Weight: 82.4kg<br />
Standard drinks: nil<br />
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The good news is I'm sober; normally by this hour on a Sunday night MvJ would be hard at work in the Sports Forum correcting the ignorance of other posters. Goal for this week is no drinking other than Friday and Saturday. Oh and Wednesday because I have a date. <br />
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The bad news is I've done nothing today other lie around watching the cricket. So we'll call it a day off, set the alarm for 6.30am and hit the exercycle then. Chin up old boy, or is that chins :nta -
[b]Day 8[/b]<br />
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Right, I feel like fucking absolute crap. Everything wants to pack up. I think it's the detox; last time this happened I went straight for the pies. However, MvJ will beat it this time. Nice healthy lunch and dinner tonight, no grog (!!!!!!!!!!!!!) and only two cups of coffee all day. <br />
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Anyway, one miserable run tonight, all of 10 minutes plus 20 minutes ridiculous walking. MvJ has decided not to weigh himself for a week, seeing as everyone keeps recommending that and shit. Up tomorrow, health permitting, for a little cycling before work. -
Hang in there Milly, you're doing great.
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Cheers ParcDesPrinces. We should say the same to Kirwan who appears to be experiencing the detox delights too, and remember he hasn't just given up grog on weekdays but on weekends too, poor sap :happy:
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Have come out the other side of that, it lasted three days. Quite disturbing when you think it's basically just sugar that my body is reacting to. I had a fever, constant headaches and poor energy levels (dragged myself to the gym anyway).<br />
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Feel good now, and have gone back a belt rung (which caused my initial panic). Having a rest from the exercise today, and picking it up again tomorrow. -
Too much is how much. I haven't missed it the last two nights at all, but it would be nice not to wake up at 2am after a nightmare of sorts and equally nice to be able to just lie down and go straight to sleep...
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Let's just say that Kirwan and MvJ didn't have enough blood in their alcohol system <img src='http://www.daimenhutchison.com/invision/public/style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/smile.png' class='bbc_emoticon' alt=':)' /><br />
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[quote name='Miller V Jackson']<br />
it would be nice not to wake up at 2am after a nightmare of sorts and equally nice to be able to just lie down and go straight to sleep...<br />
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So coming out of minor alcoholism is about the same as having kids eh? :nta Interesting. -
Being an alcoholic is more fun.
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[b]Day 9-- best day yet [/b]<br />
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MvJ has absolutely spanked it today:<br />
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30 minutes on the exercycle<br />
Power walk to work<br />
Ham sambo for lunch, with some grapes and fruit and shit<br />
Power walk home<br />
Run<br />
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Even took the stairs up to my apartment. <br />
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That's my best run yet; I actually finally completed the course I've been trying to do for a week without stopping. 20.57 it took me, would have been quicker to crawl, but MvJ is very pleased. -
Yes; I'm conning myself into thinking that the sprinting bits will be counter-balanced by the standing around bits. No trials this weekend thank Christ.<br />
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Refereeing is exactly like playing though; you can train all you want but you need matches to get match fit. Preferably matches played in knee deep mud without Islander backs tearing it up from their own 22... -
[b]Day 10[/b]<br />
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30 minutes on the exercycle this morning, power walk to work. No coffee or tea all day. <br />
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Jesus fucking Christ I have been grumpy today. My secretary called me a fluffybunny, which should have been an indication. She has also requested that I go back on the coffee, pies, chocolate, coke, burgers etc etc and immediately. <br />
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In between behaving like a prat at work I have had to correct some posters in the Sports Talk Forum, in a manner which reflects my current state of mind.