One Loose Nut

Perhaps it’s that months beginning with “A” are good for me as the last time that goal #5a was crossed of the list was in April and since then it’s been strangely illusive, but for the second week in a row Mr Salter smiles at me a reports a two-pound loss and takes me back into the happy zone. Perhaps there is a link between this cycling lark and weight loss?

Next stop 12 stone…

Feeling good but knowing the lack of exercise and excess holiday fare is going to work against me, Mr Salter is dragged out into the middle of the bathroom floor: time to weigh. Expecting the worst I am somewhat concerned for Mr Salter’s mind as he reports a two pound loss. Now 12 stone 6 lb and tantilisingly close to getting back to that illusive 12 stone 4. With the first half of the year gone and many goals still to fall it’s time to push… but first, one more beer…

Ah, one of the soundtracks from Toy Story (the original) is the title of this blog entry. I know this as I get to see parts of the DVD every day, and due to TSIII coming out this week, can’t get away from that Woody for love nor money. It’s also the title of the blog entry due to the lack of cycling, the increase in beer, apathy, and so much more setting in that the blog is becoming more of a non-cycling blog than a cycling one. I’m sure normal service will resume, but with good weather this should be the time for me to hit the saddle mid-week and weekends, but alas is was not to be. So all I can do is pass on the news that I have neither gained nor lost weight (no mean feat considering).

Now, back to Stinky Pete…

A lack of cycling due to not enough time in the day to squeeze it all in leaves me down. It’s a good job that Mr Salter is feeling down too: 2lb down. Back to 12 stone 5 lb. Happy days.

…by reporting that my weight has stayed the same. Not up, not down, but the same. But does that make me sad? No. I’m still drinking 1.5 litres of water per day which seems to give me some benefits, and I’ve started getting up earlier to make more time available during the day. It’s not easy – I have never been a good early riser, but I’m seeing some benefits (if only the lack of cars on the road). So I’ll update the stats and chart and hold my head up high and hope for a drop in weight next week.

No, not another Icelandic Volcanic ash post. This refers to me and my appointment with Mr Salter. Once again my appointment with Mr Salter has left me less than impressed to the extent that I fear that he may be untruthful or conspiring against me. He must be wrong, after all I have checked my diet for the week: evening out at Adesso – a relatively new Italian eatery with Mr Lombado at the helm (how many Dunstable businesses can he have his fingers in?) including wine, two courses, a pre-meal Guinness at the Gary Cooper, a bottle of Rioja over the weekend and a big bag of Doritos (again), 21 bottles of water, and pre-weigh-in, two salads.

The water comes from Volvic’s current campaign to drink 1.5 litres of water every day for 14 days to feel the benefits of good health and being more alert. Seven days in and I do feel good although have to constantly remain within 500 yards of a toilet and it seems to have an adverse impact on my weight: I gained 3lbs. Looking at the changes in my diet I can only blame the water or possibly the two salads. Perhaps no one should eat two salads in one day, especially when sun-dried tomatoes are involved. Or perhaps it’s the volcano inside of me?

Must go. The toilet awaits.

PS Joby. Any more suggestions of S***’s or W***’s and I may blame you for my sudden deterioration in vision and hernia.