Tuesday, 21 February 2012

Hmmmph!

Day 16 and 105 kilos

WTF? Yesterday I was 104 kilos so how is it that today I am 105? There is nothing wrong with the scales - they are set correctly and I took the reading several times to be sure. I had nothing but the water of two coconuts and four litres of chilled water, I went for an 11.4 km bike ride and I have put on a kilo - how? I'm sacking the short bike ride and going back to the longer one, maybe I'll do it for two of every three days or every alternate day - I have no doubt that my body will tell me what it wants. Nonetheless I am absolutely baffled by the one kilo increase - the only thing that I can think of is that I am retaining water somehow.

To my wife whose comment on yesterday's blog suggested that drinking alcohol was a separate issue from the fast etc. - your comments are relevant and sensible. Thank you.

To my sister whose comment suggested moderation; I refer you to my very first post "Why the blog?" - allow me to remind you of the second paragraph: ("Can't you be moderate Ben?" a question I have heard enough times that the alarm bells should have been ringing about 20 years ago (I'm 43). The answer it seems is "no". When you use the term "all or nothing", I'm the guy that you are talking about.) Of course it is probably fair to point out to everyone that it is you who has been asking this question for the 20 years alluded to - you just keep forgetting my answer, but thank you for responding within the blog itself.

To my brother who keeps sending me emails with excellent observations - I am not grumpy with you in the slightest. I just want you to make your remarks in the comments section of the blog, instead of in emails, for three reasons. Firstly they're great comments. Secondly I could juxtapose, for example, your point about the fact that my food lust makes you hungry with the comments of my cousin Joanna (who also responds by email) who thinks that my food fantasies are gross. Thirdly it would then look like I have some interest in my blog should I ever wish to market it instead of looking like a total loser who's boring the pants off everyone (and I'm beginning to wonder). So just to be clear - I have invited my readership to interact on one question and I got two responses - one from my wife and one from my sister. I just need my mother to join in this caring triumvirate to look like a complete billy-no-mates saddo.

Joanna the same points go to you.

To be clear - a post is what I put up on a daily basis. The words and the photographs. Beneath the photographs is the word "comments" with a number next to it (usually zero). Hover your cursor over the word comments and click and you will see the comments made as well as an open dialogue box. Write your encouragement, advice, insults etc and send. This goes to my inbox, where should it be overly offensive -I can then moderate or delete or if it is worthy - post it. That's what I mean by make your comments within the blog. I sincerely apologise if this sounds preachy but I'm sulking about the lack of response.

Apart from the sulk and the weight gain - I feel excellent.



4 comments:

  1. Good progress so far mate - I was about to reply to your text but I guess that would not have been appropriate ;-)

    Dan

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  2. Back to yesterday and your invitation to comment: go for an old-world vintage, especially in the company of Aussies.

    Gavin.

    PS I'm sure this was the root of your dilemma, no?

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  3. Benji, some 'food' for thought for blog material:

    1) An update on what is passing through your body (I hated laughing at your discomfort, please stop making it so funny).


    2) You have discussed all the things you are struggling to do.... maybe to encourage some positiveness to make your readers feel all warm and fuzzy, you could mention some of those idiosyncracies that you have noticed regarding things that you are now finding that you are able to do...

    Some suggestions:

    Your bike surviving speed bumbs (which you have mentioned)
    You have to run the bath a little fuller
    You can actually use the bath instead of the swimming pool
    Leaning down to pick up the remote
    Being able to inspect your genitalia
    Picking your toes and not feeling like you want to eat them (or do they still look like chipolatas)
    Doorways are no longer a threat
    Small children no longer worry about being your next meal
    No more bed sores... you can roll yourself over
    Not rocking yourself back to sleep when trying to get up in the morning
    Have cut your expenditure on shower gel by 50%
    Getting slightly airborne on your bike thanks new found bingo wings
    Have to avoid swimmming naked, lest a sting ray confuse you for a potential mate
    Wrap your skin flaps around yourself, have them painted into a trench coat and go and stand outside a playground (guess who wrote that one...)
    When your phone starts ringing people don't mistakenly think you are reversing!

    3) Two articles I coincidentally enjoyed today:
    http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2103339/Swedish-man-Peter-Skyllberg-survives-frozen-car-months-eating-handfuls-snow.html
    http://www.dailymail.co.uk/femail/article-2103600/Great-British-Bake-Off-judge-Mary-Berry-Baking-helped-heal-broken-heart.html

    Very much enjoying it, and please will you pick me up from the airport when I come to see you?

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  4. Ben,
    I will repeat my advice for getting more interaction on your blog: don't send out out the full text of the blog on email each morning but maybe just send the first paragraph and a link so people are directed to the actual blog page and are more likely to make comments.

    While I'm on here I would like to add a suggestion to Jamie's "things that you are now finding that you are able to do" list: Squeeze through the door of a jumbo jet, fly to HK and give your rude, dithering, work-shy little cousin a good hiding. Alternatively, wait a few days and he'll come to you. Either way, give him a knock in the cock for me (and try to photograph it).
    Keep it up,
    Charlie

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