Shadow of our former selves

I wasn't going to let slip about this, but seeing Wayne's fat & fluffy picture below cracked me up.

We've been dieting, y'see. Figure it's bad enough the sprog has old farts for parents; it's not fair he should have fat old farts.

Wayne's lost 10kg, and is nicely svelte. No "puku" (Mamabeek that's Maori for tummy) in sight, and if I was to excavate under the beard I'd probably have trouble finding a double chin ;-) I've told him to stop losing weight otherwise he'll resemble an orangutan with his muscular arms.

I've dropped 15kg so far, and 2-3 jeans sizes (depending on the brand, some jeans lie about their stages). This is the skinniest I have been since the '80's. At this rate I should be reduced enough to get seriously back in the saddle by my birthday in July. I have ridden at 10kg fatter than I am now, but it felt horrible. All weak and wobbly, with lots of pain.

{Or at least, that's what my horse said, and I had to agree}

I won't tell you how much more I want to lose, but let's just say it's considerable and leave it at that.

A mate and I want to do the Goldfields Cavalcade http://cavalcade.co.nz/ next Feb, so it's fatties a-weigh!

No, we will be riding our HORSES, but thank you for your concern ;-)

Oooh can't wait to go riding again! After 10 years living out here in the boonies, I'll have to get some quiet country road riding in before we sell up & shift.

Or at least that's the plan. If I happen to get (and stay) pregnant before then, all bets are off.