Saturday, 5 September 2009

12, is the magic number

I have been trying to lose a bit of weight since the start of the year.

And have been learning a few hard lessons along the way.

On Thursday my weekly weigh in threw up a very pleasing result. 11 stone, 13 pounds and 6 ounces!

This is the first time I have weighed under 12 stone for over 10 years. I have had to buy new jeans in 32" not 34", and last week when I bought a polo shirt I bought a "small" for the first time I can ever remember.

Could I be 11 stone 8 by the end of the year? Doubling the original challenge, and losing two stone not one? Shaving a further half a stone off my doctor's advice?

It has been a real learning curve. Once you start "winning" in an area, you build faith for further progress. I think God is doing this in me now, because in the future areas of spiritual growth and development are going to require a clear goal, determination, discipline, and step by step progress. I also realise they will throw up all sorts of character issues and new ways of understanding myself.

So how did I celebrate going under 12 stone? Fish and chips! For the first time in many months! I don't think it did much for my regime but even newer leaner Dave is never going to celebrate with a Caesar salad!


Anonymous said...

Congratulations Dave! You're only a stone and a half heavier than me (my weight is mostly muscle though).

I'm slightly amused that the word I have to type below this comment box is "comely" - quite apt.

Esther said...

caesar salad is higher in calories than you would think!