Weigh In: Week 10
Previous Weight: 20 stone, 9.5 pounds.
New Weight: 20 stone, 9 pounds.
Weight Loss: 0.5 pound.
Total 2015 Weight Loss: 8 pounds.
After the week I've had, any sort of loss is a minor miracle. I suppose it's encouraging to an extent as it suggests that I might actually lose some weight if I properly applied myself and stopped visiting Krispy Kreme on a weekly basis. On that subject, their Vanilla Cappuccino variant is a strong one but I was underwhelmed by their Reece's effort. A peanut butter doughnut should theoretically be a winner but there wasn't enough chocolate to balance it out.
Elsewhere, Manchester United's defeat to Arsenal in the FA Cup Quarter Finals really really hurt. I've touched upon Millican's Law before, the idea of needing to let go of the positive or negative feelings surrounding a stand-up gig by 11am the next day. A similar thing applies to watching my teams play football. Watching the match in a pub near Shoreditch, last night felt like a throw back to my troubled student days where I'd emotionally invest far too much in Manchester United.
It's one thing to lose, quite another to lose in the most humiliating way possible, courtesy of a gift to Danny Welbeck who we sold to Arsenal back in August. Once again, United came up short against quality opposition. Last night confirmed that our manager, Louis Van Gaal, a self-proclaimed football genius, is a charlatan. The emperor is stark bollock naked. And it's all downhill from here.
I'd also like to note the sad passing of Sam Simon after a long battle with colon cancer. Without him, we wouldn't have The Simpsons and my life up to this point would have been a whole lot different. He's left a remarkable legacy in more ways than one having donated his millions to charitable causes. RIP.
New Weight: 20 stone, 9 pounds.
Weight Loss: 0.5 pound.
Total 2015 Weight Loss: 8 pounds.
After the week I've had, any sort of loss is a minor miracle. I suppose it's encouraging to an extent as it suggests that I might actually lose some weight if I properly applied myself and stopped visiting Krispy Kreme on a weekly basis. On that subject, their Vanilla Cappuccino variant is a strong one but I was underwhelmed by their Reece's effort. A peanut butter doughnut should theoretically be a winner but there wasn't enough chocolate to balance it out.
Elsewhere, Manchester United's defeat to Arsenal in the FA Cup Quarter Finals really really hurt. I've touched upon Millican's Law before, the idea of needing to let go of the positive or negative feelings surrounding a stand-up gig by 11am the next day. A similar thing applies to watching my teams play football. Watching the match in a pub near Shoreditch, last night felt like a throw back to my troubled student days where I'd emotionally invest far too much in Manchester United.
It's one thing to lose, quite another to lose in the most humiliating way possible, courtesy of a gift to Danny Welbeck who we sold to Arsenal back in August. Once again, United came up short against quality opposition. Last night confirmed that our manager, Louis Van Gaal, a self-proclaimed football genius, is a charlatan. The emperor is stark bollock naked. And it's all downhill from here.
I'd also like to note the sad passing of Sam Simon after a long battle with colon cancer. Without him, we wouldn't have The Simpsons and my life up to this point would have been a whole lot different. He's left a remarkable legacy in more ways than one having donated his millions to charitable causes. RIP.
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