Written 1st July 2017
This is a tale of failure and renewed determination.
Last year, I came up with a weight loss plan that seemed simple enough to follow and should, in theory, have produced some dramatic results within a year.
That year has now been and gone, and Iβm heavier than I was when I started.
So what went wrong?
Mostly, me.
My head simply wasnβt in the game. As some of you already know, 2016 was my annus horribilis. It was a fucking disaster, and I never really recovered my momentum afterwards.
But today is the 1st of July.
Today, I feel motivated.
So today, I start again.
Move enough to burn 500 calories.
Eat meals capped at 500 calories.
Repeat the process for 50 weeks.
If I can be 50kg lighter by the end of June 2018, Iβll have achieved something that has eluded me since I last lost that sort of weight back in 2003.
Donβt wish me luck.
Just send good thoughts from time to time.
Until next time,
adieu.