I didn't take action solely based on calculations and scores, though I admit that the label 'obese' upset me a little. No, it's because of how I feel these days. It's like I'm carrying a backpack filled with bricks strapped to my front. When I sit in my car, when I sit behind my desk, there's this big lump in the way. It physically bothers me. When standing up I used to be able to 'suck it up', hold my breath and make 'teh belly' look less imposing. Nowadays I can only manage that for two minutes before it goes all 'floomp' again. I got a tailored suit 5 months ago. I wore it two weeks ago and now it's too tight on me. The straw that broke the camel's neck.
Yesterday, the moment I got home I did an intense DDR session (failed the expert course on the last song, dangit!). I'm writing down everything I eat and drink. It may sound like my weight is starting to become a little obsession, but I'd rather obsess about it now when I can still turn it around. I'm not doing this to be within general accepted limits, I'm not doing this because the government is advising us to eat healthier and work out more. I'm doing this because I don't feel good about myself, mentally and physically.
In less serious news: This CD kick so much ass. 40 hits from 40 years of BBC Radio 1 (1967-2007), all performed by today's artists. Foo Fighters doing Band On The Run. Wheatus' Teenage Dirtbag by Girls Aloud (!), Hard-Fi doing Britney's Toxic (!!), Robbie Williams singing The Kinks' Lola. I <3 this CD.