WEIGHT : 241 pounds (3 pounds lost)
EXERCISE : See below
ALCOHOL : NONE
It's been a while since I posted an entry, but my life has gone a little strange at the moment, as I sit here just before 5am at work typing this in! My employers are getting me to cover the site from 430am each morning, which isn't a great deal of fun! This means my cycling has gone out of the window as I can't get a train this early in the morning, so I'm finding it difficult to fit in any exercise, although my body-clock is so messed up I don't know if I'm coming or going anyhow. I haven't weighed myself for ages anyhow, so I don't know how my "diet" is doing, although I'm surviving on Red Bull and Lucozade at the moment. But now the good news! I HAVEN'T HAD A DRINK FOR ELEVEN DAYS! Amazing! Never thought I could do it. I haven't even made that much of a conscious effort to give it up anyhow, as once I stop drinking, it doesn't bother me. Haven't had many social activities of late either, which helps. Still, I'm feeling a bit pleased with myself as you might imagine. It's nice having a clear head [although my brain is scrambled due to the earliness of the hours I'm working) and I feel soooo much more alert. I played football as usual on Monday night and was pretty sensational, even scoring a goal! I think (lack of) alcohol had quite a part in that. The way I feel at the moment it wouldn't bother me if I never had a drink again. The rest of my life is going pretty well, although I'm having an uneventful few days at the moment. Had a realisation yesterday - my son had a new friend around who is seven, a year older than mine, and he is HUGE (tall!). My own lad might be that big (he's big for his age anyhow) next year and it's awful understanding how swiftly he's growing up, and I don't like it! It seems bare minutes since I held him as a newborn in my arms, yet he's virtually half-way to be a teenager, already. Times moves too fast. It's a good thing me and the wife are working to a plan where I can quit full-time work in two years (ish) time, so I'll get more time to spend with my children. I'm half regreting the vasectomy I had in Dec 2001 now, as I'd like another baby, but I don't think we could cope with all the screaming, nappy-changing and puking that entails! Still, having a family is not something everyone experiences and I'm glad it happened for me, especially as when I was at my fattest (336lbs) it did not seem something that was ever likely to happen! Heck - it's 510am now, back to work methinks. Zzzzzzzzzz.