Christ to listen to me you'd think I was about to confess to murder. I'm not by the way. Nothing that serious at all. I just got weighed on Tuesday and messed up and didn't lose much more than a pound in five weeks. Which is atrocious.
|One truly is the loneliest number.|
There are some foods that, after I run out of my current supply of, I will no longer be buying again. Chief among which is the humble packet of crisps. I used to eat two packs a day. Then it was one. Soon it will be zero. I'm going to make some other smaller changes that should see me shaving off between one hundred and two hundred calories a day. It might not sound like much but it will be in the long run. The minimum recommended caloric intake for men is 1200 a day. I will hit that. No more than 1300.
Something has to change. The next time I get weighed I want that something to be my fucking weight.
Happier tidings are coming on Monday at least.