I was trying to explain this to the missus the other day when she was complaining about not having time for exercise etc.
We’d just been up and down from the allotment, many trips, with full watering cans. She was aghast that she would be having to count gardening as exercise, until I pointed out to her that she’s carrying 1/3 of her body weight in water each trip. That’s not insignificant!
I remember before when I was over weight. Every week I would ride the same loop and it started after a 20 min warm up with a climb up Church Lane. Its only about 0.5km long, but its 13% with peaks at 20% so its a hard climb for a heavy weight.
Each week as I got lighter you could see the number of watts dropping and speed going up, even real time as you were pedalling
It’s weird isn’t it. I counted the 5km jog back home yesterday after dropping the car off, set my watch and recorded but I didn’t bother for the 5km walk back to get the car
Six days later (after another wedding in Ireland) - 12st 11.0lbs
‘Sometime’ last week – 12st 6.6lbs
Before a week of meals out and evening drinks left me at…
01/07/22 - 12st 8.2lbs / 79.9 Kg – BF 26.7%
Month = Gain of 0.2lbs / 0.1kg
But I’ll take the positive that touching 12st 6.6lbs was my lowest weight in years.
(At least since before 2015, but probably much longer, as I lost some earlier records.)
Been measuring myself, as I’m still growing!
I was 6ft 1in 184cm a decade ago, then 6ft 1.5in 185cm five years ago - weird
A year ago I was 181lbs 82kg, I’m now 191lbs 88kg.
Prior to lockdown (March 2020) I was 170lb 77kg and gearing up for more weight loss for IMUK that year.
Then Covid (and crap eating and drinking) came along
Finding it hard to kick both of those into touch.
Making zero effort at the moment, but I’ve now got loads of nice cycling kit that I can’t fit into properly
Also cannot fit into my suits and work shirts for if I ever go into an office again.
Got a couple of goals for end of 2023, both of which will require a bit of weight loss to achieve a bit easier.
It’s the tits bouncing when I’m walking downstairs when I know I’m overweight
The spare tyre has been useful for swimming
Anyway, in true Instagram fashion, here’s a photo from parkrun on Saturday, belly busting out of my shirt
103kg this morning.
I need to shift as much as I can by October 2nd for running around an alp.
Feels like a kilo a week would be a pretty reasonable goal.
Not quite sure how the fuck I do that though.
I was lugging my turbo around today and wondered what it weighed. 27kg. It’s fucking heavy (and an awkward box to carry) but I couldn’t help but think that if I weighed 27kg less I bet my knees would hurt less.
How odd. I continued growing way into my early twenties. In year 9 at school most of my friends were taller than me, but they stopped and I kept on going, one day banged my head on a door frame I hadn’t before and had grown an inch between 21-22.