Run Fatboy Run!

click to laugh at fatties stats

So this week I have decided to give myself a kick up the butt as far as my weight and fitness levels are concerned. This has included cutting out the 20 extra meals in a day, pruning back on my dairy intake and getting in some exercise. It’s started with at least 20 mins on the Wii Fit after work (Robyn acting as my Personal Trainer) and I’m now also trying to add in a small run (yes you heard right…run!) every couple of days. It’s not a pretty sight seeing a ridiculously fat asthmatic ex-smoker haul his fat ass around the pavements but Weybizia will just have to wear it as I’m committed.


Yesterday the girls came with me and helped me jog round the block…tonight I had a personal goal of covering 1 mile solo. 1 Mile I know is nothing to people who properly run but heck I have to start somewhere and they say every little counts. As expected it wasn’t pretty but I managed what could be mistaken as jogging for at least the first 0.84 of a miles (click to see route and stats – no laughing plz). Sadly at this point it turned into more of brisk walk with my calves burning like hell, my lungs collapsing and me throwing my phone (which was acting as jukebox and GPS tracker – yes I ‘m a geek!!) onto the pavement at which point it flew into pieces. This is a slight exaggeration as my lung wasn’t collapsing but the phone thing certainly knocked me off of my stride (my poor precious) so I kind of stepped it back to a power walk while I tried to repair the damage and fill my lungs. This meant the tracking of the rest of the route though was non-existent…grrr. Continue reading