Saturday, March 26, 2005

Holland - weigh in (25/03/05 8:10 GMT)

Woohoo... 84kg.

Just gotta keep a buffer between myself and Meat so he doesn't get to thinking he might actually win this. I am impressed by his progress though, 5kg. That's easily enough to get yourself on a Jenny Craig ad.

"This is Meatpopsicle, and he lost 5kg in just 4 weeks!"
"It was easy... all I had to do was follow Jenny's advice... exercise a bit and eat a balanced diet. And I don't miss those lazy nights in front of the X-box or those sweat, juicy burgers, golden fried chicken, big, cheesy pizzas and salty snacks one bit!"

Only 8 months to go.

Thursday, March 24, 2005

Woon - weigh in (24/03/05 8.20AEDST)

Post-shower, pre-breakfast, naked. I'm getting desperate...

87.0kg.

Man this wall is fricken huge. I gotta change things up. Better add $59/month for gym membership.

Saturday, March 12, 2005

Holland - weigh in (11/03/05 08:35GMT)

85kg as always.

I'm impressed with meat's progress. I might have to pull the finger out and actually do some exercise. Or maybe I'll just have 3 pints tonight instead of 4.

Bad luck about hitting the wall. There is of course the catch-22 where you get to a certain point in your exercise regime where you start replacing fat with muscle, which is a lot denser.

Friday, March 11, 2005

Woon - weigh in (11/03/05 9.10AEDST)

Morning weigh-in , pre-breakfast, post-30 minute cycle, pre-shower, post-shit...

88kg

By the way, I've hit the wall, been stuck on that for 5 days now. (And no, "hit the wall" does not abbreviate to KFC)

Thursday, March 10, 2005

Return On Investment

Bought myself a Polar A3 Heart Rate Monitor last Saturday, $140. Also, been going swimming, $5, and for the HRM to be held underwater properly I got myself a rash shirt, $45. Still sticking with squash each Sunday, $4.5, but needed a racquet, $30. Jogging is going well especially with my Manchester United 3rd Shirt 2003/05, $60, and Fila running shoes, $33.

Having a healthy diet: I don't mind. Seeing the notches on my belt run out: comforting. Not panting like a dog on a hot day whenever I walk upstairs: could be useful. Kicking Hollands ass: priceless motivation.

(So, the theory is to keep the heart rate at about 114-135 BPM. This is the ideal fat burning pace as the body has enough oxygen to burn the fat and not the carbs. Also, it does not force you to go too hard and hence continue exercising.)

Under Pressure

I took my blood pressure today, 113/86. I'm no doctor and I have no idea what that means, but apparently that's in the healthy range, and my heart should not explode in the near future. Clearly the stress of the competition has yet to get to me. Now that meatpopsicle has embarked on his intensive exercise and diet programme, I wonder whether he will be spured on by the possible benefits, such as a reduction in blood pressure, leading to a lower risk of heart disease and an increased lifespan. Or maybe the keg is motivation enough.

Saturday, March 05, 2005

Re: Additional Rule Clauses

I would say that unless an injury requires long term hospitalisation, then any competitor who wusses out half way through (due to a sore toe, or more likely a large double quarterpounder meal) has to wear a T-shirt for the rest of the time which says "I am a big FAT loser".

Wednesday, March 02, 2005

Additional Rule Clauses

Got a slight tingling sensation in my right foot after the bike exercise this morning and it got me thinking about the "Contest" in the event of an injury. And that got me thinking if we should insert a early exit clause at the half way point if either of us wants to wimp out. Something like if you quit, you only have to buy half a keg.

Not that that either of those scenarios is going to happen to me of course.

Tuesday, March 01, 2005

Oh oh.

If you are what you eat, then I guess I'm a KFC Chicken Fillet Burger and golden syrup dumplings with ice-cream. I find the best way to lose weight is with subliminal learning, where thoughts are implanted in your head without you even realising. But then there are some that think that's just a load of rich creamery butter.