Ah the trip away did not take any toll on my downward-mass velocity. Another -2 this week, taking me to -40 aggregate. Just call me slimmer of the sodding year. Again, I would like to point out that this is purely luck and related in no way to how much I suffer or how cleverly I manipulate my own metabolism. No doubt there's going to be hell to pay at some point when my body realises what I'm up to.

I will state, at this point, my goals.

1. Lose something like one or two pounds each week
2. Avoid sausage rolls
3. Avoid complacency
4. and mayonnaise
5. Avoid smugness: just because I'm losing weight doesn't mean I get to be proud of myself - I should not have been such a bezzer in the first place
6. Achieve something like a target weightloss of 100 pounds - this is simply because it's a nice number
7. Lose more inches around the waist - perhaps a target waist-loss of 10 inches would be also nice and round... or perhaps the opposite of round, but you know what I mean
8. Do more physical things - be the sort of person who can walk, dance or climb his way in or out of any situation
9. Enjoy it - I'll only have this one chance to live my life, might as well do it with a smile on my face

All the rest is commentary.