I feel now is as good a time as any to blow the dust of this blog. It’s been 4 years since I posted something and, in that time, many things have changed and many have remarkably, stayed the same.
With COVID 19 restrictions placing ancient history mere weeks ago, 4 years are basically millenniums measured in COVID years.
Things that have changed:
- Finished college, worked with some great people and started a masters in Chinese Studies
- Working full-time (versus being a student on last post) in a fantastic company and thoroughly enjoying the experience
- Now a Dad to two brilliant boys and a third on the way in August
Things that have stayed the same:
- Well, essentially everything else – especially as the post title may give a hint at – my battle with the amount of volume I possess.
I’ll fill in the gaps of the last 4 years in a future post but for the moment, I need to turn the wheels of social pressure to help me with a long running battle. I’m a stereotypical yo-yo dieter, with the stretch marks to prove it.
In terms of yo-yo’in, I was without a doubt on the ascent phase for the last while making a steady climb from close to 100kg late summer last year to 112kg last Monday (30th March 2020). With the onset of COVID 19 restrictions, that ascent was on course to eclipse any other ascents I have made (bar the initial 96kg to 125kg in 2009 – 2011).
Work is full-on (thankfully) but it’s from home now which gives me substantially more free time. With idle hands, it seems the work the devil has made for me involves shoving copious amounts of jellies, biscuits, cakes, chocolate and assorted hello diabetes type foods into my mouth.
I needed to switch my focus, preferably with something that releases endorphins. I’ve never been one for moderation. To help with the pandemic, Pornhub have offered free premium However, I found the amount of time available with 2 kids, a WFH pregnant wife and WFH duties for me, the amount of curve flattening time I had was limited so this would not be my distraction.
My time would (sadly) have to spent elsewhere and I knew just the thing that would distract me and keep me focused – give up sugar (again)! You see, I’m probably allergic to sugar – it makes me swell an incredible amount. All the time I thought my wife was subtly having a go at me by putting my clothes on 90c washes was infact wrong – it was I, not the clothes changing size.
So last Wednesday, April 1st, I began my first sugar free day in quite some time. I’ve been here before but always struggled to maintain it beyond 3ish months. Combined with the Couch to 5K that I seem to have joined in perpetuity (but in fairness do get an endorphin kick from), my plan is to break through the 100kg mark the very same week (early August) our new arrival is due.
That’s the plan anyways. I’ll try to post weekly and be as honest as possible about the desperation and joy I experience, and the inevitable existential crises I face as the sugar tinted glasses fall from my eyes and get crushed under my excessively heavy landing foot as I pant my way up a hill at 6am in the morning. Please join me – it’s going to be great fun – yay…
For Better or Bankrupt 