Ok so I'm doing it again. My health kick. This time I am going to make it happen. I am sick of being a blob. I have a wedding next year (I am a Brides Man) and I am NOT being a fatty in the photos. I want my clothes to fit properly. At least a couple of sizes smaller. And I want more energy. Plus a hot body. I want to be able to go for a run at lunch time, sans wife-beater, and people say - I want a body like that!!!!!
I went for a walk at lunchtime around the botanical gardens and saw hundreds of people out running. I usually go to the pub, have a Burger, Chips and beer. Too much beer. It has too stop.
Ok so those who know me are aware of my severe lack of self discipline and motivation, but this time I have decided enough is enough. The wedding is in June '09 so that gives me 14 months to get fit the healthy way.
My biggest problem is going to be the limiting of alcohol. The excessive consumption of alcohol has been the cornerstone of my social activity for the past 10 years. No more.......
It must become a garnish. An occasional reward. Not the focus of my week. And beer? Enough with the beer already!!! I have been drinking pure blondes and try to tell myself that they are better. Marginally maybe. But they're going.
My nutritionally minded guru-in-training flatmate sent me an article that has prompted this lifestyle choice. It was a lengthy 21 pages but the gist of it is eat more plants - eat less processed foods. Nothing with more than 5 ingredients. Nothing you can't pronounce or recognise. Lots of fruit and vegetables. Meat as a side dish. All common sense stuff really but clearly a majority of us don't follow that line of thinking.
So the food thing is going to be OK. The alcohol is going to be a major problem. The exercise is going to be a major problem. See I live across the road from the train station. Literally takes me 1 minute from the platform to my front door. I am going to get off the station before mine and walk from there. Maybe even the station before that. Eventually.
Walking at lunchtime, walking around Sydney Park for an hour. Yes I know, I'm avoiding the obvious. The gym. The worlds most embarrassing place for fatties. I know I need to go. There is a gym opening up at the end of my street so I am running low on excuses. I want to walk for a while and see how that goes. Along with the healthy eating and no drinking. The sight of a six foot six giant, pale, sweating like a pig, red faced, looking like - as a colleague described when I came back from my walk - the I've been 'f*cked by a bull'. When my fitness improves from the walking and I don't look so bull raped, then I'll go to the gym.
So there you have. Will it work? Will I loose the weight I want? Will I eat more plants? Will I drink less alcohol? Will I exercise daily?
GOD I HOPE SO!!!!!!!!!!!
