So I weighed in on Monday, and it was not good news.
I'd gained five pounds... taking me up to 20 stone 13 pounds.
It was not a good weekend, generally. I wasn't too bad with my old problem of buying too much food, but I certainly wasn't lacking stuff to eat. Well, I say that - I'd actually had a couple of curries during the week (with the training course I felt the need). However, there were two big problems.
The first was a lack of exercise - on the Friday I was short on walking and on Sunday and Monday I basically did nothing. There was sort of a reason for this in that I've been having some trouble with my right heel, but really this was a combination of laziness (I played a lot of Civ 5) and a hangover.
And that was the second issue - I went out for a "few drinks" on the Saturday and actually got wasted. In total I had 8 cans of lager, a half of a small bottle of vodka with 2 cans of Dr Peppers as mixers and two thirds of a bottle of red wine.
I also ate a load of junk - both on the Saturday and then on the Sunday. Indeed, I even cleaned out the limited supply of junk type stuff I keep at home when I got back, so it really was pretty bad.
I'm therefore not surprised I gained weight, though I have to say the scale was surprising. I'm slightly suspicious that some of it may be temporary effects, but still, it's a significant gain and completely wipes out the little I had lost since resolving to lose weight for Canada.
I really need to get serious here - I'm getting close to when I need to buy new clothes for the trip and I therefore need to know what sizes I should buy.
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