I skipped the gym tonight, something I rarely do but I hurt my leg yesterday walking home from work and I'm sooooooo tired. I'll put in the hard yards tomorrow.

Things went well at work today - I'm finishing up this job tomorrow and starting the new one on Monday. The bad news is I don't get my first pay until mid April. That is going to take some budgeting to deal with. Damn money, it's always a problem.

I'm still finding it freaky that I've lost a third of me. It's not even about the weight loss but that I once had a third of my body just hanging around doing nothing. I'm still flabby but a lot of the 2/3s left contain vital things like internal organs and skin and bones and muscles. The third I've lost contained none of that. It was not earning it's keep unless I was stuck in the desert or something and I had to live off my fat reserves for months... and since I'm not one of the Leyland Brothers, that's not likely to happen.

Today I was thinking, people get all het up because some study shows a tentative link between some food or habit and a disease. If you eat this you might increase your chances of butt cancer or whatever. But really it's the big picture that counts. If your basic diet is rubbish then drinking 2 cups of green tea a day or taking a vitamin pill is a waste of time.

If you are overweight and you eat an unhealthy diet, you will eventually wreck your health, both physically and mentally. No two ways about it. I used to say - I might be fat but I'm healthy. I said that after I had my gall bladder removed. I said it after I was diagnosed with diabetes. I said it when I hardly had the energy to get out of bed of a morning.

Breathing and walking around don't mean you are healthy. Being free of disease doesn't even mean you are healthy.

I'm glad I'm not in that place now.