Another 2 lbs lost since last weeks photo, tipping the scales at 12st 1lb now, yet still the visceral remains - surely there can't be many more hidden fat deposits to burn off before that belly gets busted! With only 12 days effort to go I'd put my money on the belly winning this particular battle. I'm winning the war though!
The steady weight loss progression is really quite amazing and makes me wonder how long it would take, doing what I'm doing, to level off? Maybe I'll find out in the next 12 days.
I've started thinking about things I'm looking forward to eating again when I'm back to normal, and things I wont eat. There are obvious ones, takeaway pizza's for example are definitely out the window (Dominos, Pizza Hut etc.). There is a place in Leith called La Favorita which makes beautiful italian pizzas in a wood fired oven though. Can't wait!
Having not eaten pork for the duration I expect that'll stick to a point. Debs has had the occasional bacon roll of a weekend and I've never been too jealous. Poached eggs on potato scones was my favourite weekend breakfast prior to FIYL anyway, so looking forward to that again. I'll toast my scones rather than fry them though!
A real pork pie - I nearly had one of these at indulgence one but held off. That particular British delicacy's time will come though!
Looking forward to a rare steak.
Looking forward to a lamb tikka vindaloo with a peshwari naan, massively unhealthy but worth it once in a while. Chinese food is broadly awful in Edinburgh so that wont be coming back on the menu. Butter, cheese and oil are interesting ones. Butter I expect I'll live without, something I never thought I'd say. Cheese will be welcomed back with open arms although much more sparingly, quality not quantity, likewise oil.
That's all once in a blue moon bad stuff though and now I'm wondering if I should actually blog about it as surely I should've been programmed to eschew these foul foodstuffs for ever! Well, guess what, I used to like burgers and I still do, but I now know what I liked about burgers and that a burger made by my own fair hand will be a treat worth having while one made under the golden arches is not, in fact, a treat. The food facts i've learned and the general approach to food I've taken onboard are far more important to me than the greedy items above but I wont be so virtuous as to blog about brown rice and egg whites as that'd ruin the surprise for the future FIYLers who may one day read this!
Onward.
PS. 20 mins 58 secs for 5k last night. That, dear reader, is what's known as another Swee-B.
PPS. Last night, in the eternal battle for my adulation between Didier Drogba and Rick Stein, Didier struck another crushing blow.
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