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Instead of going into too much detail about what this is and more specifically how I’m going to go about this, I’ve decided that I’m going to keep you up to date with the progress of this project instead of divulge what I’ve got in store for myself for this year.
So, getting straight into it. “Project 10” is my 2011 New Years Resolution and it’s going to be a tough one.
First, let me give you a little into why this 1) is going to be a challenge of note 2) why I’ve decided to do it and 3) why I’ve chosen this above all else. Firstly, I love food…no, you don’t understand. I love it with every molecule in my body.
If there is one thing that I’m not afraid to spend money on, it’s food. From Thai to Indian, fast food to pizza, ice cream to fruit…I love it all and even though I eat everything, I do not follow a balanced diet at all. I basically eat whatever I want, whenever I want it…which unfortunately lands up being the bad stuff, all the time. Another reason why this is going to be harder than I’m superficially believing is because I still smoke and drink and unfortunately what I have planned for myself could be more easily achieved without those two little additions. Look, the drinking thing can go and I’m on track with that so far…I reckon I could go a good 6-10 months without drinking which will do wonders for the weight, but the smoking stays…I know…why not do it the opposite way around? Well, to be honest with you, I have no idea…I guess I’m hoping that the smoking will eventually dissipate as time goes on and I become more and more enveloped into the “body transformation” I have planned for myself.
Why? Well, I’m unhappy…I know, a guy who’s insecure with the way he looks? Shock horror. Moving on. I came out of school (9 years ago) and weighed a whopping 91kgs…yeah, I was a big kid, not a fatty, I’d strategically stored my weight where it mattered as I played highly competitive sport at school and it was good to feel secure while running around and mashing kiddies into the ground. At the end of my first year I was at a frumpy 90kgs simply because I didn’t have much time to do anything else but work. I had had enough and that December I decided to get drastic. Upon going away with my family to the coast, I ran, skipped and worked out using nothing but the floor for press ups and the bedside table for sit ups every day as well as living on nothing but chicken breasts and a bowl of Coco Pops in the morning. The high sugar was burnt via the rigorous cardio I was doing and the high protein intake ensured that I maintained a steady muscle mass…or so I thought. After 42 and a bit days (got to love varsity holidays…), I had dropped 16kgs…yes…sixteen. Extreme? Severely. I was weak, constantly drowsy and my hair had begun to thin – I knew what I was doing was unhealthy but I didn’t care.
I was at the weight I wanted to be at and I felt amazing…emotionally. Physically, not so much.
Since then I’ve been able to maintain or at least keep it under wraps for the last 8 years by periodically starving myself, participating in extended bouts of ridiculously wild sex and the odd sporting activity here and there. But it’s back – the frump – I can feel it and I don’t like it…just this time, I want to do it right.
I currently weigh in at 86kgs (I’m 5′ 10″) so I’m a relatively solid (frumpy in my opinion) guy…
I want to be between 70 and 75kgs by the end of November 2011…
That is my goal.
This is my struggle.
This is my pain and this will be where I will try to share it all.
Including pictures…and no, I will not be…”klapping gym boet”, so don’t get any ideas.