For me, weight seems to be a constant struggle. I took up triathlon (some time ago now) because I (That’s 280lb for my American friends OR 127 KG for my continental fiends). I was fat, unfit and on the short route to a heart attack.was a fat lazy blob, tipping the scales at almost 20stone.
Since then I have brought my weight down to a respectable level. Nevertheless, it always seems like a struggle. Like a yo-yo journey of loss and gain. Never quite getting there.
Just a couple of weeks ago I weighed in at 13stone 10lb (192lb / 87kg). This was the slimmest I have been in approximately 25 years.
Nevertheless, this was short lived. 2-week holiday in the Lake District put a sharp end top that.
Even though I did plenty of hiking, a bit of lake swimming and a little running in that 2-week period, I still managed to put on a chunk of weight…
... 10.5lb in fact ...in 2-weeks … not good.
I know it is down to me. I know it is because I like my food and my drink … more so when away from it all.
Therefore, it’s back on the roundabout. Time to grasp that yo-yo string and with luck drag it back down again ...
Feeling Fat
Will
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