Wednesday and I wake up to find my partner is taking a rest day after yesterdays trip to the hospital. I check my vitals and then get up to my morning meds and breakfast. From then on I am busy doing stuff around the house. The dishwasher needs cleaning out and the filters checking again so I get to it and empty it out and re-align the filters. With my first job done I turn my attention to the dripping overflow in the downstairs toilet. After spending a long time wrestling with a dodgy inlet valve and eroded ballcock I give up and phone the local plumber. I leave a message and pack away my tools.

After a late lunch I listen to some episodes of The Infinite Monkey Stage and then prepare to train. I really do not feel like it but make the effort. Belatedly I go to the garage and set myself up for an half hour session and get going. Its hard work and my body complains but I get to the end of the session having completed 5K+. That will do me for today.

As usual I record my session and listen to some more Infinite Monkey Cage. My partner returns from visiting her mother and we drift into the evening with football and the new series of Shetland. The blog gets drafted and I take my evening meds before heading for bed. So I come to the end of my second day of no sweets, treats and biscuits, already my body is wondering what is going on, so I guess I just need to persevere and get through the initial phase and then keep going till Christmas. It will be okay as long as I see a drop in my weight, it doesn’t have to be a huge drop but a small consistent fall would be motivating.