He who laughs last, thinks slowest

Well, the time has been and gone.  October 26 was the deadline to reach my weightless goal of 100kg.  I suppose you're all in an agony of suspense as to whether or not I made it, right?  Actually, I know you jolly well aren't because everyone who reads this blog knows that I made it!  Woohoo, good show and jolly good, old bean!  Or something like that.

That was a week ago, and things have been (mostly) stable weight wise since then.  I have to admit though, I think I've slipped my grip on the reins a bit.  In the last week and a half, I've twice devoured a whole pizza in one sitting.  It also feels like I've been eating more than I should in general, though I don't know if that've completely true (well, the pizza is obvious).  I'm not sure if I know why; I can only let the "I just turned 30" excuse ride for so long before I have to start taking control again.

So two things are happening as of this week.  First, I am taking control of my eating.  I think I need to start making my lunches again.  I've been relying on the many fine/alright/dodgy food vendors near my workplace for most of my meals, including large coffees (made with soy milk) most mornings.  I think this has to stop, or at least slow right down.  I think that no more than two days a week can I have a brekky coffee.  By brekky coffee, I mean one bought from a cafe, so it's made mostly from soy milk; instant coffee has bugger all milk in it so isn't anywhere near as bad.  Also, I need to do some shopping - I will start taking my lunches again.  Not only do I get more fruit and more manageable portions that way, but I know it will save me money too.  As I said, I've been relying on the food vendors near work for lunches, and while I can avoid the truly crapulous food, I think I am still eating too much of the stuff I buy.  So that needs to stop.

Second, I ratify my next goal and start working towards it.  I discussed with my trainer about two weeks ago what my next goal will be, and if I recall correctly we decided that I would aim to reach 84kg by February 17, 2012.  While these may seem arbitrary dates and weights to a casual observer, but they represent a total weight loss of 50kg in precisely 12 months.  So that is my primary goal.  My secondary goal, which I hope to achieve even if I don't make my primary goal, is to reach 90kg by the end of January.  It was originally going to be by New Year's, but I think that will be difficult, if not impossible, to achieve amidst all the parties, functions, travelling and whatnot.

So there we have it.  Take control of the beast that is the appetite, and begin the uphill slog to my next fitness goal.  Nothing too terrible now, is it?

Oh, and another thing.  Yesterday I redid my bio-age assessment with my trainer.  When I first started I had a bio-age of 41 (I think) and my chronological age was 29.  I am now chronologically 30, and have a bio-age of 31.  Time for another "woohoo" methinks.

Now, what could possibly go wrong from here on in?