In the office today we had a meeting about the upcoming Three Peaks Challenge. With only 9 weeks to go until the big day, the organisers laid down how they thought everyone's level of preparedness was shaping up.
The prognosis was not good.
Essentially, we as a group aren't training hard enough, and it made me realise that I've done bugger all since tackling Snowdon in March. That's a full month of sitting down, playing Minecraft and eating bad food. This isn't acceptable.
I'm heading back home to the Valleys for the weekend, so I plan on taking advantage of the inclines and get some serious walking done. I'm also hoping to climb Pen Y Fan again on Sunday.
From there, I have to be more strict with myself, both in what I eat and the frequency / type of exercise that I do. Some of you might have noticed that I've not been that active recently, and it goes hand in hand with my lack of exercise and general fitness awareness.
This Three Peaks meeting was the kick up the backside I needed to spur me into action - here's hoping the momentum lasts ...
Thanks to everyone who's supported me so far throughout this. It's been a great help knowing you've got my back. And it's not all doom and gloom either - this morning I was able to fit comfortably into a T shirt from my 'fat pile' that was skin tight last year. Whoo!