Well Dear Reader (and those others who follow this drivel), I have as promised stuck to my weight loss principles. But before I reveal the outcome of a week of salad and soup with only a soupcon of vino collapso, I thought that I’d share the following images with you.
We have had a wonderful Summer have we not? Yes, I know it’s been boiling at times, I know that my lawn resembles the Sahara on a bad day and I know that the sight of too much sunburned peeling British flesh has made us all go ‘eeeeuuugh’ at some point or other, but it has been brilliant to feel some heat in the bones and to look anything other than pale and insipid interesting. Despite the brown lawn, the rest of the garden is looking lovely with everything in its prime just about now. Gardens are like people really aren’t they? From the infancy of tender seedlings, through to the teenage years of pushy growth, the mid years of looking in one’s prime – all showy blooms and glossy leaves to the inevitable middle age when everything droops and bits drop off until…well, you don’t need me to tell you the end of the story Dear Reader do you?
Well, my garden is in its early 30s by my reckoning
and very lovely it looks.
So, let’s not put off the evil moment any longer. The first Monday weigh in is as follows:
Weight 10 st 7lb (- 4lb)
BMI 25.2 (-.6)
Body Fat 30% (-1.9%)
I’m a bit chuffed actually!