OK, so I’ve now grabbed hold of the sword of exercise to slay my fat frame of shame. I cycled to work Wednesday to Friday last week, I’m cycling today and I even cycled first thing (8am) Sunday Morning. I weighed myself this morning and… I’ve lost two pounds! Hooray!
OK, this lives firmly in the land of ‘Big Deal, Fatso’ but it’s a start. If I manage to keep the exercise going, people might start calling me ‘Steve the K’ again, instead of ‘Jabba the Hutt’.