Day ...no idea, but the transformation to fat fuck is complete

Jumped on the scales last night after returning from Singapore.  79.1kg,   So just the 10.5kg from my PCP lows!

Day 37ish of blog, day 44 of PCP

It's all very confusing starting from the exercises mid PCP and trying to work out which day is which.  Especially as I'm not doing the full programme,  pretty much consistently doing 4 days a week for past 3 weeks.  Diet and booze has still been the downfall though, fair to say if I was at least compliant there I'd be seeing results.  So last week,  I think I mentioned I had a client in town on Wednesday night,  well that turned into Tuesday morning,  I got home at 6am,  woke Sam up, annoyed Mandy no end,  got up at 7:30 to take the kids to school.....pissed.  Mandy actually punched me,  but I was drunk so it didn't hurt.  I then went back to bed at 10am.  It was actually a bank holiday for me (Tokyo holiday) so we kinda had plans...  which was ruined,  so I was the worst person in the world.  But only for a couple of days because I also mentioned picnic in the park.  Hong Kong's answer to Glastonbury.  Nice day out,  stage with loads of local acts,  some good, some bad,  mostly bad but it didn't matter.  Scorching hot so the wine and beer were flowing fast.  I had to pretty much carry Mandy home at 7:30, she couldn't even put her shoes on,  and they were flip flops (that's thongs to my reading audience).  She was pathetic,  in bed before the kids. Talking of the kids, I have no idea how we didn't lose them, 6,500 people there, we should be reported to social services! So anyway honours even between her and I now. I put the kids to bed then went back to the concert, and when that finished to the pub as the bands were then playing in the local plaza,  not sure what time I got home but was late.  Sunday was a write off, well from Wednesday onwards really.

This week,  I plan on doing it 100%, I have nothing in the diary apart from Sam's birthday party on Sunday, I'll switch skipping for the elliptical trainer but otherwise 100% as the routine. I've set myself a target of 3kg weight loss between yesterday morning and next Thursday morning when we travel to Singapore. I'm actually interested to see how it pans out not only because I want/need to lose it,  but to test Patrick's theory of muscle memory etc and how quickly your body responds.  I think push ups are a good measure of ones fitness as there's no hiding,  and on that point I fallen quite dramatically.  Yesterday was supposed to be 4 x 12,  I manages 10/5/5/3,  I forgot to go onto my knees, ahem! But on other exercises I think I'm still OK,  probably just blind, or using less weight than I was before.

I think that's it,  there's probably more but I've forgotten it in my drunken haze.  Oh talking of which,  check out my colleague in the office last Friday morning,  did some shots of a drink called Stroh  80% proof.  quite spectacular results.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-fQQbcWIpEg
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xqW3Uo8t-50&feature=mfu_in_order&list=UL
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vpbv0uj0shE&feature=BFa&list=ULxqW3Uo8t-50&lf=mfu_in_order
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kTrp5ypMan0&feature=BFa&list=ULvpbv0uj0shE&lf=mfu_in_order

Day 30...I think,

So after so many false starts,  this was to be theeeeeeeee week that it all comes together,  diet I'm talking about here as exercise is getting done OK,  sans skipping of course.  So Monday,  all hyped up,  turns out it's my colleagues birthday, I came back from lunch to find he's bought doughnuts for everyone,  well I didn't want to look rude did I?  Oodles of jam inside,  they're lovely,  it's a desk tradition.  Anyway the biscuits and choc that is always available is to be ignored and I at least won that trial.  Went for a swim last night,  Christ that's boring,  but what ya gonna do.  Then Mandy was out with the kids trick or treating (glorified begging imo) and I didn't have a key to get in,  so stayed in the bar and had one and half pints of stella whilst waiting for them to get home.  fail.  Oh, yeah I almost forgot... I had 2 doughnuts,  but they're so goooooooood.  Client dinner tomorrow night, so that'll be a fail,  and Saturday is picnic in the park.  It's just across from our flat,  bands all day,  Glastonbury it isn't but it's a nice day out,  it'll involve some wine and crap food.  When does it ever end?

Day 25 So self diagnosing as one does these days...

I have an inflamed Plantar Fascia which is the tendon that runs from heel to ball of foot.  I've have problems with this in the long distant past although then it was the arch rather than the heel that was the issue, but I wore orthotic insoles to correct it, and correct it they did.  They are now back in my shoes so hopefully I'll start to see some improvement.  Reading this http://www.podiatrynetwork.com/r_heel_pain.cfm#links  it makes total sense with the pain being worse when I get out of bed or after sitting down for a while. Off to my back street pharmacy today for some nutter bastard anti inflams,  I've never actually asked them if they stock cocaine,  but I wouldn't be surprised if they did.  You have to love Hong Kong sometimes and the blatant side stepping of the rules.

Anyway, assuming this is going to take a while to go away,  I'm just going to really try and focus on the weights and bands, which actually considering how much I've always hated that side of the gym, I don't mind doing at the moment. Floor jumps will be switched for creeps when they pop up, but apart from that will go with the programme for 5 days a week.  Managed 4 days this week, but Monday I was traveling.

Roll on the weekend.....

Day 24 Pistol Squats...remember them?

First time I've done these in a couple of months,  and clearly I'm at the same stage as I was the first time I did them before.  Push ups of a similar standard,  4 x 10...  you're 'avin a laugh.  How far and how quickly I've fallen.  Heel is still fucked,  I have put my orthotic insoles I used to wear back in my footwear to see if it helps.  I'll give it a week before a trip to the quacks.  Truly is a pain in the arse as this no cardio is killing my weight.  I have been on the  stationary bike at the gym quite a lot,  but honestly I think it's a total waste of time,  I'm trying to keep my heart rate below 110-115 level,  but to do that it's minimum resistance and I could keep going for several days.  So the 30-40 mins I'm doing is achieving absolutely nothing.  Oh how I miss my skipping.  Diet is proving a daily challenge.

Day 23 - Tuesday

Well,  what can I say,  yet another week or ruinous behaviour,  I'm going backwards and fast.  MotoGP this weekend in Malaysia,  it was never going to be good diet wise.  I had paddock passes and went to enjoy myself and so I did,  right up to the tragic accident that ended the life of Marco Simoncelli.  Such a crying shame, a great rider,  only 24 yrs old!  Just 2 pictures of many that Mandy took of me with my heroes.

 Valentino Rossi

Marco Simoncelli  R.I.P

This was taken Sunday morning,  so sad who knew!










So, back from Sepang, a little sad, and little motivation, but, we have a short term goal,  3 weeks until Singapore for Mandy's 40th,  and she doesn't want to go fat,  actually, neither do I. So back on the bandwagon, on mission and see if we can't get back to some semblance of diet normality.

Day 18 I knew it wouldn't last.

Went for lunch with my MD yesterday who's out from London,  stumbled back into the office at 4:30 pissed out of my mind.  had a snooze, ate a shit load of chocolate and went home.

So no exercise today, and rubbish for breakfast and lunch, aaaaaaand I'm out for head wetting drinks tonight,  gawd!  I'll pull the ripcord earlyish as tomorrow morning off to KL for motoGP.  Can't wait, am soooo excited. Only our 2nd weekend away from the kids ever,  and the first was just a night in Macau.

PCP starts Tuesday.  where have I heard that before?