The Launch.

Ready your engines, people. Because this rocket is taking off.

Hello. Welcome back. 

Had a great first day today. And let me tell you why.

I finished my first of three protein-only days, where only small servings of trim meat are allowed every 2-3 hours. Sure, no problem. I also extreme-cleaned my bedroom, which meant that every empty packet of food was thrown out, and  every piece of clothing that was even the slightest bit too big went to the donation box at Westgate. That means there is absolutely no way I can turn this around. Its a definite. I took my dog for a forty minute walk-run in the rain, then went on the ol' Ab-King pro, which made my stomach not feel so wobbly. I guzzled down my three litres of water, and that made my bladder return to its usual weak self. 

I want this. I want it, I want it, I want it. 

I realized this afternoon what kind of promise I had made to both the internet and myself. It's not as if i didn't intend to keep it. I certainly do want to see this through in all of its glory. But I realize now the gravity of the situation I have thrown myself into. This is now a publicized battle, for anyone and his domesticated animal to have a look-see. It is a very different circumstance to earlier in the year where my struggle was very much secretive, a war between my stomach and mind. I didn't bring it up to anyone, and would brush off compliments as soon as they were said. It's not that I didn't enjoy them, because I certainly did. It was more the fact that I felt it a very private matter, where it was strange to have someone else on my side.

But now, I have people to fall back on. I have people reading this now, because I asked nice enough. They are beautiful, wondrous people. And I give every thanks I can for their support.

On Monday morning, I will do a weigh-in, and give you some results. From there, it will be official weekly updates about my progress, but other musings will be done more infrequently.

Wish me luck.