Time just sorta rolls on, don't it?
My cholesterol is high. My backfat is starting to roll. I think I have another chin under the beard. None of this is shocking since my body fat is about 21%. Running sucks more than ever and I can't do a single pull up for the first time I can remember.
You would think that it would be enough to elicit major changes. But so far it hasn't. Doesn't mean that I am quitting, either.
This has been the first week of revised eating habits and, other than a couple of desserts, it has gone well. I have done some workouts, and actually got on the mtb for the first time in forever. (It was pathetic.)
My move to sloth didn't happen overnight, and I can't expect to change that quickly. It's coming. It is, as I have said before, just a matter of ingraining the changes I need to make to get me back to where I was. Or better.