My Mission – To Lose Some Weight

Everytime its the same old story. I wake up one morning telling myself that:
1)…I am going to exercise and lose some weight.
2)…I am going to watch [with eagle eyes] what i eat.
3)…I am going to hit my target in say 3 months.
Then what happens? everything is thrown right out the window. you find out that you are back to square one. Well this time its not going to be that way. I am really going for gold this time.

what am I eating?: well in the mornings I have oatmeal. I am currently working at BAT in Corby. They provide free lunch everyday for the staff. The menu isnt fabulous, but it’s good. On most days they serve some form of meat [grilled]. i am Talking about grilled chicken, roast turkey and roast ham. Vegetables are served everyday with lunch, then there is potatoes, fried chips and some other starchy food. What I am going in for is just meat/chicken and vegetables. then in the evening i have salad with steamed fish.

Exercise wise, I either go for an hours power walk or 40 minutes of cycling on my mountain bike. Three times in a week, I lift weights and do some skipping. I hope this is enough to get me back on the road of being super fit.

Asthma

For the past 4 years, i have been struggling with Asthma every summer. Some summers its good. I breeze through it without having any problems at all. This year, it was my hope that i would be OK and not have to depend on my inhaler. Things took a bad turn last night at my sisters place in North Finchley. Luckly i had my inhaller with me. At work sunday morning, i took things slow, because i wasnt feeling 100% efficient. now on my way home, things nearly got out of hand at Kings Cross Station. I got off the Northern line from Moorgate and swent up the first set of escallators…no problem. Got to the next set..[these are much much longer] and realisewd that they were out of order. Dear me, I said to myself, how are all these holiday makers going to get thier heavy suitcases up the escallator and out of the station. Little did i realise that I too was going to be a victim of the constant cockups london underground present to the average traveller everyday. I got have way up the stairs and i was breathing with a lot of difficulty. A one stage I seriously thought i was going to pass out. However by Gods Grace, I managed to make it to the top and out the station.