To be completely honest, my commitment to weightloss over the course of the week has been half-arsed. And I know there is no way I'm going to halve my arse if I continue in this arse-about manner.
Enough about arses (hehe butts).
The week in review
I didn't track my calories - the amount of exercise I did was significantly lower than expected, in part due to feeling a tad under the weather and in part due to the awful weather we had here in Brisbane. I convinced myself I couldn't ride a bike to work in the rain because I'm a novice bike rider and the rain increased the likelihood of my slipping and falling. There was a pizza (a 97% fat-free veg pizza) and a snickers bar.
The four input controls I wrote about just two days ago went completely out the window following a poor night's sleep. I completely forgot about a 9am meeting until 4 minutes prior to the meeting, when I was in queue for a coffee and toast. Left the queue, dashed to the meeting which of course ran over time. My first meal of the day didn't happen until nearly 11 am, Water - I barely hit my 2L yesterday and dinner was an unhelpful (but not unhealthy) calorie-laden feast consisting of pork, apples cooked in cider and baked taters.
This being the case, I approached my weigh-in with a bit of trepidation - here I am, once again blogging about losing weight and not doing a good job of losing weight.
1.4 kilos gone.
This has motivated me for the week ahead - I'm committing to extra exercise, tracking those calories and (perhaps most importantly)
NO MORE EXCUSES!