Beer Gut of Sloth (Heavy Dwarven Armour):Fatigue +15
Armour +1
Constitution +50
Speed -20
Dexterity -100
Strength Modifier 0.000001
At this particular moment I remain boned.
Major holes recently punched into my ability to maintain or lose weight:
Montreal is behind me and with it, my ambition to run for the time being. Calling it burnout is a bit of an understatement.GWN dragon boat race is over. My 9th season of racing is done. Our team closed out the beer tent, being politely booted out as the staff packed up and the sun went down we were the last team standing and quite nicely pickled. Liquid calories abounded as we were celebrating a fun season and finishing off in style.
What this truly means besides the fact my liver is blue is that all that extra exercise from practices to work off my binges is now absent. My binges were rationalized before, now they are not. I am also struck with the new-found free time I don't quite know what to do with yet. If only fleeting this feeling of free time initially drops on your head like a mountain of bricks and is alarmingly disorienting.
Options? I have the usual new apartment stuff that needs attending to still, can go for a run, can maybe catch a movie ...
BUT! *there's always a but.
Halo: Reach is finally here! The prequel endgame of the Bungie era in Halo games, and it's very very fun. If anything will make me take Dragon Age out of my xbox drive and plant my ass immobile without fail it's a new Halo. This represents an incredible opportunity to expand my belly overhang in ever greater dimensions.
Free Time = Video Game Sloth
Eating out. Until very recently I have spent a very little amount of time at home due to the events I've been attending/competing in. So I have been eating humongous portions elsewhere and although yummy, seeing the sodium, sugar and fat levels in most tasty restaurant meals are something to make one's eyeballs shrivel and I'm glad those details aren't listed on the menus yet. I enjoy cooking but my fridge is empty, have to hit the veggie stands and restock the freezer.Now it's time for me to get off my ass and re-begin my training in other forms and with a new resolve as I'm calling my grace period for recovery (translation: laziness) from the run officially OVER.
yes our team graciously closed the beer tent. :)
ReplyDeletebut since we closed the beer tent we were rewarded with free beverages - poured glasses of creemore and opened bottles of black fly - which we couldn't turn down because that would be rude of course! that sure added to the pickling.
thanks to the stomach virus and being more aware of food intake, 1.5 months later i'm still down in weight! yay 175 lbs.