A 2Ib weight loss this week which is nice, and again has shown I musn't get pissed off when nothing happens even when I do high (for me) mileage, I mean a 106 mile week a few weeks ago and not an ounce lost and only 54 miles this week and 2Ibs lost. I'm sure there are experts out there who can explain it. If so, let me know. I do need to know stuff like that.
Reading a few other blogs has also shown that I wasn't alone in getting a bit down. It seems the malady has been Nationwide, maybe it's the Winter, maybe it's the sheer grind of what we're doing but whatever the reason it yet again proves that this is more of a psychological battle than a physical one. It seems most people's Demons have been pretty active lately. I know mine have. But they're back in their box for now anyway. It might also be prudent at this point to thank everyone who has and who do show their support. I describe this fat bikers blogging thing as a community, and it bloody well is. So ta very much you lot!
I'll be sorting commuter out this evening after a swift visit to my local for my Friday pint with the family. We stay as long as the Spawn of Satan is behaving himself and the minute he kicks off we go. It's a personal thing, but I have an aversion to families who stay in a pub/restaraunt with mis-behaving kids. Everyone works hard these days and are entitled to a bit of peace and quiet in their down time so we will not inflict him on others when he's grown his horns. He starts, we go. Simple.
I had a bit of a morale booster yesterday too, one of my old Sub Contractor's popped by to say hello, I hadn't seen him since about August last year, he wandered into my office, his jaw dropped and said "What the f*** has happened to you?!" I told him I'd got aids...