I've stood on Brenda and walked 50 paces three times today without significant effect - like fear of having a heart attack - so that's good.
I'm trying to replace the smoking addiction with an "I'm going to have a six-pack and lose a stone by Christmas" obsession. I know that, if I smoke, I won't manage either of those things, because when I smoke I'm too scared to exercise in case I die. So the only chance of any change in this fat nearly-fifty year old is if I stay off the weed. If I return to smoking then I am accepting that I want to be a fat, unfit, fifty-year old who smokes.
In fact, it's almost worth giving me the reward of smoking for Christmas if I can get a six pack and lose a stone by then. But that would be madness of course.
So fit and fit by Christmas. Can the Dude do it?
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