One of my goals this summer has been to get rid of some excess weight. I purposely used the word “weight” but what I really meant was fat, lard, blubber. And at 81.5, it was increasingly hard to look at myself in the mirror.

Not that it’s become all that much more fun since loosing a few k’s. But at least I don’t look like I’m four months pregnant. My new goal is to lose an additional three kilos and hover below 75. My solution for losing excess weight? Smaller portions (don’t eat everything on your plate), skip the carbs entirely and exercise regularly.

This morning, I went for a half hour jog instead of my usual hour run. I’m experimenting with my exercise routine and trying to see if I can jog four times a week instead of just two and by doing so increase my metabolism’s turnover. We’ll see if it works.

Interestingly, one of my close friends is now working hard at increasing his weight mass. Not that I think he needs to, but I’m sure his current romantic adventures put strenuous demands on his muscles and other enhanceable parts of his physiology.